I am lonely, and misunderstood.
I wonder how I will end up being.
I hear laughter, and mockery voices all around me.
I see a pity, and indifference.
I want to feel love.
I am lonely, and misunderstood.
I pretend that I’m happy all of the time.
I feel the dark magical mist all around me.
I touch its deep thickness.
I worry about myself drowning in it.
I cry of how close I am from it happening.
I am lonely, and misunderstood.
I understand that I’m complex person.
I say that I believe there’s something for me.
I dream about a happily ever after.
I try to cope.
I hope that it shows
I am lonely and misunderstood.