I dont wanna be here- A poem 2

I don't think people realise.

I'm not like a window.

There blind.

But to what?

My feelings.

When people hurt me .

I just say.

Its okay.

I.

I know.

I know that it's not okay.

When I go somewhere that I know i'm alone in .

I cry.

I feel my anger.

Sadness.

Mixed emotions.

What am I feeling?

Sadness.

Depression.

Sometimes I can be happy.

But deep down im hurt.

Scared.

Bleeding.

Tears.

Just broken.

I.

I what?

I don't.

I don't what?

I don't wanna be here anymore.