Standing Here
Standing here in the middle
I feel a presence I that I don't know
One that makes me quiver with fear
No one acknowledges that I'm here
For whatever reason
I do not seem to care
They give me odd looks when they pass by
Was there something wrong with me that I didn't know?
I truly do not understand
But how can that be
That no one is near me
To comfort my broken heart
That bastard hurt me
But he's no longer here
But his presence is
Haunting me
Mysteriously following me
And holding on to me
Will it ever go away?
Will I ever learn to let go
Of that asshole that left me so?