At the end of the day,
What is there?
To love
To care for
To laugh with
Who is there?
Anyone?
No.
There is no one there
To love
To care for
To laugh with
To love me
There is no one.
At the end of the day,
I am alone
Trapped in my thoughts
Wishing I was someone else
Somewhere else
With someone who cherished me
Would fight for me
Search through every nook
In the world
Just to be with me
Where is he?
No where.
I have no one
I am just me
Insecure
Lonely
A sad lump of cells
I am stuck with myself at the end
Of every day
Of every week
Of every year
I just have me
My mind is my friend
And yet remains my enemy
I am lost
In my thoughts
In that sad yet slightly bright world
That hopes of a future
Filled with love
A husband
A lover
Children
Success
But do I think that will happen?..
No.
Because I am me
Because I was born in a time
Where none of that mattered
Where there is no longer time for that
Where no one wants the girl
Who wears a size bigger than a 8
So I am alone
In my own dreams
At the end of the day,
It is just I
Me
That sad girl that everyone overlooks
Me
And that is fine
I know that
I am my own worst enemy
Each side trying to win over
But they both lose