This poem was written on 20/01/2018

I'm lonely
I'm empty.
No one can feel me
For them, I'm nothing.
They don't realize
They hurt me with their words
On my body, I've so many cuts.
It's my choice
Told by my own voice.
I've tried to stop me
Twice , thrice
Don't really know how many times.
But still,
Voices are telling me to kill
The one who is standing in front of mirror.
Even the life is telling that my existence is an error.
What did I do to deserve all this
I don't know what my fault is.
But still I apologise
For what I've done which seems
Mistakes in your eyes.
-San B.
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The idea for this poem has been taken by the story "my stepbrothers" (added on my reading list)

If you've read this THANK you so much. Please vote and comment though I know only few of you will do this.
Bye~~