I'm feeling some kind of way ,
Unable to explain that type of way ,
Afraid to confess ,scared to open up,
Screwed up inside , still unable to open up ,
What others feel for me
is suddenly so important than my own peace ,
Others happiness is priority
my own needs are just minority.
Feeling so unwanted , trash bag like feeling
Like I'm of no value , unnecessarily breathing ,
I wish all this could end ,I dont have to bend ,
I wish I could come to peace ,
Not dead but in humanly peace .
I dont know if it'll ever be true ,
If I'll care for me like for others I do .
But I have hope time will change again , for me as well it'll change again.