You demand help, but offer nothing in return.

You plead for understanding, but don't listen to anyone.

You speak and yell, but can't handle anything above a whisper.

You cry and sob, but give your shoulder to not a single soul.

You take and take and give nothing in return.

The pains you suffer are worse than any other before you.

The sorrows you've survived are the only things that matter.

You've been battered, bruised, and beaten just like us all.

You are the only one to ever be hurt or forgotten.

You push and push and cry when they leave you.

You cause your own heartache, yet blame everyone else.

You are constantly attacked, yet it's rarely meant for you.

You say that you love them, yet force them to hate you.

You are alone only because you choose to be.

You, are an endless victim.