Heartbroken Poems

I am not one but the many
Not special but as good as any
Considered a secret but not the world
Fought to be more, labeled a coward

Your Sun's ballad chokes and yet I still sing

I spent two hours at the black and white beast,
You could have listened to do the least,
I cried forever, when you hung up on me,
Tears you will never get to see,