Nothing to feel I have <br /> Plenty pain I face <br /> Crying, over and over <br /> Though, god never helps. <br /> I do not blame god as I feel that I have no worth <br /> My value is like that of trash, with no value <br /> I am precious for nobody <br /> As my being or not being, makes no difference <br /> Just, hate I feel from others <br /> Since, nobody wants to love me or care for me <br /> Everyone describes birthday as a big day <br /> Although for me birthday is always a sad day. <br /> I am always reminded on this day that I am still alive <br /> Have no friends to celebrate my birthday with <br /> Nobody will even wish me happy birthday with love <br /> I am just facing a slow death and complete isolation which never ends.<br /><br />Rohit Sapra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crying-over-and-over/
