She, Herself, Heart And Mind Poem by Lora Seger

Sad eyes around
No feeling of hope
Deadness of heart she wishes
It's so hard to cope

It's not that she doesn't
Love her life or friends
It's only that she feels like
They're not really there

Not meaning to be emo,
Not meaning to sound depressed,
She writes her heart in poems,
Submitten anonymously at best

For others to view,
And while they critisize
She sighs,
Who cares what they think?

Is all she can muster,
Of thought
In her mind
But the truth of it was

Only that it is only acceptance she seeks
Her heart wants to belong,
Her mind in defeat.
Herself she despaired.
All along it seemed