Me?

Must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.
That led me here.
Still a boy, not yet knowing.
Not getting what I need for so long I can't tell.
I can't show the pain because I am ashamed.
I cry.
And get angry.
I want to end it.
Stop this madness.
I might.
Do something I can't turn back.
This might be the best solution.
The hope has faded once more.
No one will visit.
I lost my way.
I lost my ticket.
My ticket to freedom.
My ticket to having what other people have.
I can't emotionally connect the dots.
With another human being.
I might think I do.
I might think I shared the pain but I didn't.
I couldn't.
Something is wrong with me and I don't know what.
No one seems to care or see.
Who is there anyway?
But me?