Cupboard of Emotions

Written by: CLAIRE BURKE

Feel alone and used like a dark empty cupboard
Throwing their junk inside and walk away - no looking back
Trust me to hold rubbish knowing that it will be mothered
They don't even notice that I am starting to crack
Feelings locked in but theirs taken out on me by force
Painting over my cracks and pretending all is fine
Treat me as invisible and no signs of remorse
Someone will respect me someday - only a matter of time