Forgotten Soul

I hate not being loved,
Hate when I’m invisible.
I am never chosen, but if I did
Always last—
Always forgotten.

Look at me in the eyes
And you’re speechless.
You can’t stand it, right?
Those pitiful stares,
Were full of lies.
I hate being lied to,
Hate how you look at me.

All those complements,
Had shattered my heart to pieces.
Can I trust these people?
Their voices, their eyes, their faces—
I hate them all,
I hate not being loved…