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Why must I feel the pain,

The pain of never knowing true love

The pain of finally opening up

But getting it thrown back in my face,



Never again shall I try

Never again will I look

For joy, happiness, or even love,

It seems as if my emotions are a toy,

Owned by the youth with the fireworks,



But then again,

Why can’t my problems be destructible like that?

Just blow them up, make them go away,

But they seem much more resilient,

Never wanting to leave me

Growing tumor on my soul

Making my view of the human race

Oh so much more cold,



I’m tired of trying; I’m tired of looking,

I shall sit back and wait

Wait for the one who won’t

Play with my emotions

Bring my heart burning pain



But, would that wait ever end?

Or like everything else I’ve tried in life

It’d only end in vain..