Pity Party Poem by Confusion Undastood

Every day I wake up I think I am blessed
I think I am Special
I think today is a Good Day the Lord has made

I don't know why I am not Special
That one in a million
Why I just cant be that character in my fantasy
and for once be the exeption and not the rule

Yes some say I am ungrateful
Some may even question why I cant see
cant fathom, understand or appreciate the life I have

It hurts
It hurts when ur thinking that you are always alone
so scared you can never find your soulmate
it hurts to be you.

I have cried so many tears in silence
so many pain expressed in words that are never quite comprehended
I've tried so hard to breathe life into my self
i've tried so hard to change
But still I am plain, boring me

Everybody has a pity story
and would like to have a pity party
Unfortunatrly life doesn't wait for you to finish crying
it doesn't care if you are hurt

Life, sometimes I really wonder if its worth living.