Burden
Sitting there tears dropping
People say it doesn’t help
But my only way out is crying
The only way to get the pain I feel,
Out Why wont they trust me.?
Am I for them not real.?
Am I just a stranger living in their house.?
Do they care about how I feel?
Or am I just another burden?
Which who they have to deal.
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