Forsake

Sometimes I come home and cry
cry myself into a deep slumber
and I wonder where did all the
happiness go

Maybe it left when I realized
Realized I would never be
good enough for anybody
Or when I realized i was an
annoying soul

Sulking in the shadows
Never wanting to let it show
Show that I'm weak or
show that I am not really
mighty woman.

I never thought it would be so
so hard to accept you for you
so hard to not care
so hard to be the outcast
kicked aside

people come and go
go and never return
or haunt me and remind me
of how they hate
me so.

sometimes I go home and cry
cry myself in a deep slumber
and I wonder where did all the
confidence go.