the shame
the embarassment
the emptiness
hidden behind a smile
a smile faked
a laugh forced
pretending all is alright
pretending all is fine
the shattered mind
the damaged body
the broken spirit
how is it not noticed
wondering why me
what did i do to deserve it
how did i bring this on myself
wondering am i worthy of love
as i ponder these things
the only thing that comes back is
somehow i deserved it and brought it on
and no im not worthy of love
because what do i have to offer someone
i can offer nightmares
waking up screaming
i can offer fear of intimacy
i can offer a broken spirit
all i can offer is damaged goods
