SO ANGRY!!!

Am I a person here,

Or just a small,

Helpless,

And weak

So-called “victim”?

Am I a person here,

Or merely a newborn baby,

Unable to find my way around

Without crying pathetically?

Am I actually a person here,

Or is it just me who thinks so?

Should I even be alive then,

If no one'll stand by me

And stand up for my needs

And support me?

I might as well be lost

To the darkness,

For no one seems to

Know me

And love me

And hear me

Anymore.