Crying Faces Poem by Samantha Heron

Teardrops shatter as they hit the ground
No ones there to listen.
No one cares, no ones there.
Not even the ones who should care.
When will my suffering end.
The world won't care if i die, will they?
No, because no one does.
When im walking people look happy, While im a crying mess.
I have my reasons but they won't listen.
People say 'Time heals all wounds' But it's never healed any of mine.
Crying Faces.
My heart races, since the benining of time.
I love to cry, i want to die.
But I need another chance.
To live, to make it, to make others happy. Excluding myself and the ones who betrayed me.
To many times my heart has been broken.
Thats what has made me into what I am today.
A crying face forever more.