To Be Loved

I watch them,

They love their family,

Every member but me.

With their perfect little angelic blonds,

There is no room for an outsider like me.

I was an accident,

and child born of sin.

They treat me like a monster,

like I have no right to be alive.

They restrict me from everything that makes me who I am.

They hate me for who I am,

They want to get rid of me.

I just wish that I could end it all,

Put an end to this madness,

This miserible life.

I just want to lie down and die,

Free my soul,

Let it go somewhere,

Where it will be loved.

For right now I feel invisible,

A ghost in the shell of a girl.

And that is all I am,

A shell of a person,

With a lost soul inside her.

Wanting to be loved.