Broken and Left Behind

Broken in half and left behind.
I yelled wait, but no one heard.
I cry now. I'm mad now.
I hate the feeling of of me needing people.
But I dont like being alone.

They left broken in 2.
They were my family.
I yelled wait, but not loud enough.
I sit at night and cry. Wanting
someone there to hold me.
I hate the feeling.
It makes me weak.
Vulnerable.
I should've never opened up.
Becuase they left me behind.