No one's ever cared for me.
I was fed ,
I was clothed,
But no one was there
when I really needed them.
My life's been nothing but a joke;
No more, no less.
A broken past
hid by a well carved mask.
So, now, I stand before you today
broken; in just about every which way.
My heart, my soul, my very life,
were all shattered years ago…
Is anyone there
to help me
pick up the pieces
of my broken past?...
…No.
But I pray…you will…