2 Empty

I sit here in this room all alone with no one to call my own. Heart heavy as tears fall from my eyes with a wary smile. I'm writing but have nothing to say other than I'm empty inside. I've been here before in fact this state of mind have been my whole life; lost. I continue to fall even though I've reached the bottom. I have never been perfect and I will never be but why do everyone keep running away from me? I've tried my hardest to be everything you needed but I still wasn't enough. I am never enough, not for me or anybody.