Is it in My Head . . . ? by iZenaku on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Is it in my head . . . ? Or do I have a legit reason to be bleeding out like this? I don't remember anyone cutting me open, leaving me with cuts and scars. But somehow I can't heal, I just cannot. Have I damaged myself? Gouge out my eyes, rip out my eardrums, leave my heart aching every time it beats. I don't want to see, hear, or feel if their only uses are to witness everyone having a lively time without me. Just leave me alone here to bleed out my sorrows. I know you would be honored, I know all of you would. I am nothing but your entertainment. Nothing more. Absolutely nothing but. Don't acknowledge me as a living, breathing creature with emotions and feelings. Just treat me like I'm your source of entertainment. Leave me in the dust when you aren't in need of my use, And laugh and smile when you do need me. At my expense. Everyone else seems to be of more significance than me, even those who don't deserve it. But I am one who deserves more, much more . . . I would actually be grateful, if any of you would allow me to grab at that opportunity.

What does the world really think of me? How do my friends really view me? Do I even exist? Just leave me here to lay in my own pool of blood, my own hopeless goals, and my own self-pity. I'm sure you would be glad to; my feelings are of nothing but a nuisance.

Art, Zen (c) iZenaku