Lonely! Poem by Emma Jane Rae

I sat outside on the bench,
the wind whistling around my feet,
hearing children playing,
and their voices screech,
i look at the floor,
with thought of you going through my mind,
trying to understand,
why you were so unkind,
but no matter how hard i try,
i will never know why,
i just have to struggle through another day,
and put aside my sighs,
i think i would find it easy,
to break down and cry,
but i wont let you,
take away anymore of my pride,
i just bottle up my feelings,
keep them all inside,
maybe oneday my tears,
will come flooding out,
because i wont have anything,
no mother, no love, no memories,
because none of them will count! !