when I'm gone
why is there so much recidivism in this home
yet some how I find myself hopelessly alone
is it me? Futilitarian you are
I can't help but see, this is my brainchild
that is in which I do believe
I'm never listened to, I am never truly heard
I am left empty, broken, and alone
noone takes the time to understand me
they will never truly know
when I'm gone, they better not care or cry or pray, I told them I was breaking and noone gave me the time of day
© Candice Ballinger
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yet some how I find myself hopelessly alone
is it me? Futilitarian you are
I can't help but see, this is my brainchild
that is in which I do believe
I'm never listened to, I am never truly heard
I am left empty, broken, and alone
noone takes the time to understand me
they will never truly know
when I'm gone, they better not care or cry or pray, I told them I was breaking and noone gave me the time of day
© Candice Ballinger
#writco #writcoapp #writers #writer #Poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #misery #Pain&Gain