Delia

Why me?

After everything I have put into this,

After all I have given up

I still am in constant pain.

Pain that no one can ever understand.

Pain that only the lonely can ever feel.

Why me?

I was backstabbed and been hurt.

Not once, twice, but many times.

Times that I have opened up to others,

but in the end was just cast out.

I treat one another with kindness and respect.

When is it my turn to feel appreciated?

When is it my turn to have real true friends

That wants to be there for me?

In the end, what is the point?

What is the point to have those who want to hurt?

Because of them I am stronger.

I no longer am hurt or sad when my day ends.

I no longer need to worry about what others think.

Why do I want to be around those that do not

Actually love the real me.

So I ask, “why me?”

Well me, it is you so you can learn

To be strong and brave for the real world

That is filled with those kinds.

Strong and brave so you do not have

To depend on others.