Day after day night after night
My rejections are watching, they bite and they bite
Every girl I crush on rejects me in turn
Every time it happens it burns and it burns
These memories haunt me, they won’t leave me alone
To get them gone I would give up a throne
Whatever I do it happens again and again
If someone won’t love me can I at least have a friend?
The books that I read are the closest to friends
They make me feel better. At least in my head
The people in books suffer no end
I’m lucky I’m not them I always have said
But maybe I’m not, for in the end
They end up happy with at least one new friend
What do I do that makes it go wrong
Is it that I really just don’t belong?
Do they think i am ugly or the complaints I ignore
Is my attitude against me or is it I am not popular
Am I not worthy to have someone there
Someone to care for no matter the fare?
What do I need to do to make it work out
Do I need to tell my attitude to get out?
Throughout my life rejections stalk, a haunting blight
phantoms of dismisal icy fingers clenched tight
Each one a dagger causing me no end of fright
Scars that throb, sting, and bind, Leaving me adrift, no floor to find no matter how hard I try
Will no one see beyond my flaws, and love the broken soul behind these walls? Or am I doomed to forever roam, a specter in this world, forever alone
Loneliness, the only one there, clings.
It’s a heavy weight that stifles and stings.
Solitude’s here,
a suffocating spell, silence screams a deafening hell
I try to hide the wounds inside, the pain I bleed
But do my masks succeed or fail to mislead
The pain and I, a tangled web, Where agony and self are wed.
No beginning, no end in sight,
Trapped in a dance of endless night.
A haunting waltz, a tortured spin,
The lines of suffering, blurred and thin.
In this twisted tango, we entwine, the pain and I, forever fined
In this dance of pain, forever bound, a specter of sorrow, no love to be found.
Rejection’s curse, a fate so grim, hope fades away, the future dim.
Alone I wander, through endless night, forever haunted by loneliness’s might
Never will I be free and struck with fright
