Empty

A thousand things around me
People, things ,places to go , things to do.
I still feel empty like my heart is not whole.
I patch my heart up and only you can fill the holes.
I can't hide my feelings or who I am.
I can't deny my secrets or stories I tell.
I am trusted by many, but lied to much more.
So scared to get hurt .
Don't know where to go anymore.
Just wanna cry.
They think that its funny.
They don't know that words hurt more than sticks and stones.
Lies, and secrets , rumors and more,
Ruins who you are and who you want to be.
If people kept their lies to themselves that rope wouldn't be around that girls throat.