Elsanor Bob Poet I do not know?

I Am

What am I?
I am a broken-hearted child. Too young to feel this way. Too young to want to kill myself, to die at my own hands.
I am a tired and depressed teen. Rebelling against the world-but not in the usual way.Hiding my razor, drawing forbidden pictures in silver and red.
I am a lost an confused young adult.My past clashes so much with my future that I don't know what to think.Is this my real life, or is it a fantasy dreamed up by a six-year-old me?
What do I have?
 I have a bag bursting at the seams with betrayal. All the empty promises crouch in the darkness, waiting to pounce.Every "I love you" that's been said- it's all a horrible lie.
I have a broken heart. It's been kicked around too much, tossed around and thrown out like a worn out rag doll.Nobody wants something that's this broken.
I have my hideous scars.They cover my body, reminding me of my past, of my pain.
They've become such a part of me that we could never part.
What will I become?
I will be just another broken-hearted dead girl.I can't survive this, but if I don't they'll see me as weak.I guess I have nothing to lose- they never liked me anyway.
I will be forgotten. Nothing sets me apart from the next girl, so why would I be special? When I'm buried six feet under, no one will think to remember me.
I will be a ghost. I will wander the earth, looking for just a shred of happiness that I could never find. I will haunt my loved ones.

I am, I have, and I will be these things, but who cares? I'll be forgotten anyway.

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Poet Destroyer A April 2, 2016 at 12:44 AM Elsanor Bob, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry XOX ~LINDA~

Alaska Rose December 14, 2015 at 5:59 PM I know how that feels, I promise that one day things will get better kiddo. Just hang in there.

Eric Boddie December 14, 2015 at 2:09 PM elsanor, my friend....where do I begin....it will take Strength for you to rebuild yourself....but that will require help....because it seems your Spirit is broken....my advice is you should open....your heart to God Above....you will be Healed By His Love....;) Eric Boddie December 16, 2015 at 9:12 AM we are all broken in some way or another....we all have flaws....but we have to be the BEST we can be....you will be surprised by what will happen if you apply even negative energy to positive efforts....He Will Step In And Guide you the rest of the way....;) Elsanor Bob December 15, 2015 at 11:23 PM Thanks. I'll try, but sometimes it's hard to drop the walls I've spent so long building. I mean, I know there's a God out there but like I said in the poem- who wants something that's this broken?