Nobody Loves me πππ
In a crowd full of faces, Iβm still alone,
Their laughter feels distant, their warmth like stone.
I reach out my hands, but they fade like mist,
A shadow forgotten, too easily dismissed.
I whisper my truth in a world thatβs loud,
Yet silence answers, not even the crowd.
My heart is a lantern with a dim, trembling flame,
But no one remembers, no one calls my name.
If tears could be letters, Iβve written a sea,
Addressed to βSomeoneβ β but sent back to me.
Hope is a guest who never arrives,
In the house of my soul where no echo survives.
But still, in the quiet, a small voice appears,
A whisper that wipes the dust of my fears.
It says: βYou are worthy, though no one may see,
And love will one day find its way to thee....
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