James Davis

(12/26/1990 / Philadelphia, Pa)

Truly Ignored


I am truly ignored by her, the one i'd die for.
I am the one that is truly ignored.
She hates me she loves me she wants me she ignores me.
She breaks my heart she stops the bleeding
is this the love that i, ve been seeking.
Why is my heart so misleading.
Is this what my life will turn out to be.
Me giving giving and giving while you keep leaving.
Your a fool but so am i. I cannot hold this any longer.
You will be my hearts destroyer.
My heart is bleeding my ignored soul is dying.
My eyes are red and dry from crying.
My heart is angry my soul is cold
My life is ending and my soul is soon to be gone.
I'm becoming myself more and more each day.
I'm getting the urge to be alone
I will be the one in a big home ignore not loved and alone.
This is the fate of those who love like me.
Maybe I'm alone in this world because i'm trying to hard
This is the reason i feel truly ignored

Submitted: Monday, April 06, 2009

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