I try.

At least I try.

Everyday I try.

I call someone who doesn't seem to want to hear my voice, I call.

Incessantly I try.

When my heart aches immeasurably I try.

When I am at my lowest points I try. I am rejected an I try.

My heart is black with pain and I try.

And when I am successful, I am received with more rejections and shouts and being told that I only cause anger, and stress, and I get cut off from saying anything.

So I must smile, with ravines of scars in my heart I put on a smile, and again I try.