what more can I do

scars remain with pain inside,
my heart holds hurt that I cannot hide,
bruised and broken
torn and tattered
a world I once knew has been shattered…
I reach out to you
and you push me away.
I try to explain it,
but you laugh it away…
so what more can I say?
what more can I do?


nothing will ever be good enough for you...so why do I try??