Empty Love Dreams

What is the point in being beautiful when you have no true friends,
I fend for myself and learn that people can be different,
Often times I let my heart get caught in a hunt,
The pain is stepped on with people who want fun,
What can I do when I am left with little words to say,
Abused and controlled till my very last day.

I sing when I am underneath it all,
The flood of feelings that trouble my soul,
Will I find a lover that keeps me without wrangling my intentions,
Will I find a friend that wants me for my creations,
I swing by and see simple sentences that never have a period at the end,
Just me dangling over, holding on to fend.

I give my everything to people I love,
But my heart still collapses, and it's still not enough,
There is a figure in the doorway,
Telling me to go away,
I told him I still want to see life and I still want to see tomorrow,
He tells me no one would want me, why should I follow.

Is this what I get for the mistakes I have made,
Is this what happens to people that have hopeless fates,
Dreams fallen and thrown to the curb,
Prayers unanswered and unheard.

I want to cry and will not fake this smile no more,
I lost myself and feel hopless and torn.

Something will grab a hold of me eventually,
But maybe the things people say are true,
I am a person lost never knowing what to do.