Dawn of Deception

I don't usually do poems but I made this one and I like it. Sad, short, relatable.

The lack of emotion, respect and devotion,
And hollow stare emerging from his eyes
There not in spirit, no one would admit it,
They knew they were wrong, to feed him the lies

His function; rejection, His life; imperfection
Yet never before had his view been so clear
His hopes had been shattered; he'd thought he had mattered
Now he had no idea why he was here

Alone on this planet, he won't make amends
Devoid of compassion, betrayed by his friends
Stuck in the middle, not dead or alive,
And no one’s around to see if he'll survive..