Have you ever felt the ground shaking beneath your feet
Have you ever felt that sharp pain from the knife in your back
Have you ever felt the pieces of a broken heart
Have you ever felt the loneliness of depression
Have you ever felt a black cloud over you
Everyday of my life all of that hits me in the face
When I think things couldn’t get any worse it does
Sinking deeper and deeper
Until I can’t breathe
Can’t move
Can’t see
I always question why I’m here
Why I exist
Am I here for the sick pleasure of others
With my everyday life
It seems that way
Just for one day
I would like to be happy
Just for one day
That’s all I ask
I only wish for that to come true
But with the way things are going
It doesn’t seem to be that way
I wish someone was here with me to help
Someone to talk to in person
Someone who would understand me
Someone who won’t push me aside
I can’t even have that
I’m stuck here all alone
My parents don’t understand
Neither do my relatives
Is this god’s sick game
To torment me like this
To cast me away
Or is this everybody else’s sick joke on me
I say
It’s both
But it doesn’t really matter anyway
Just like me
I don’t matter to many people
They see me crying all alone
Curled up into a ball
Do they lend out a hand
A shoulder to cry on
No
Of course not
Why should they even waste their precious time
They walk by like I am not even there
My name certainly fits me now doesn’t it
I guess that is why I am
The forgotten knight
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