They get and receive, but want more When refused they can kick and slam doors Being showered with gifts; temporarily fixed Still, no wrapping or bow fills that void. The suffering felt from inside Is too hurtful to quiet and hide They externalize pain; to silence their brain Just to pause what they feel in their core. Their behaviour leaves them lost and alone There's a roof, but they never feel home Always feeling aside, they repeat in their mind That they're better off ashes and bone. To them you're the best or the worst You come last if you don't put them first At the drop of a dime, they cross over the line If you angered or made them feel hurt. Things are black or they're white; never grey They will say that it's you every day Cave, bend, bow -- to buy peace just for now They can smile, but their emptiness stays. The rejection they feel is intense Your reaction to them makes no sense To them you are wrong; since they do not belong You are there, but to them you are gone. Reassure them and make them feel loved But their heart it feels cursed from above The tiptoes you walk and the words when you talk Tells their mind to continue; not stop. The stone in their heart is a hole They will always feel empty; not whole Throwing blame all around, feeling lost and unfound Pushing all those away who mean well.