Some Hearts

I try to be what other's want me to be, I try to see the good in the negativity around me, no matter what the cost. No matter what i may feel. But the more i try, the more i feel vacant. I try to make them love me, so i can feel whole again, but every time i allow myself to see the goodness in them, they find a way to make me feel insignificant, and inferior. I gravitate to the negative things people say, and i believe them, no matter how much i want to believe the positive. so i close my self to everyone to be emotionless. The more i am confronted with my feelings and how much i want to be loved, the more i cry. Even if i wipe away the tears secretly, i still fell vacant, and that makes me cry with pain. But recently i have discovered that some hearts can be broken many times and still be forgiving.