Outcast

I thought I was important,
that I mattered,
But when I turned back,
All those thoughts shattered.

I thought that you liked me,
That you cared,
I genuinely thought,
There was something we shared.

Was anything real,
Or was it just a ruse,
Because now my heart,
Has such a painful bruise.

There’s only one thing I know,
Only one thing for certain,
I’ll still be the one standing,
When they open the curtain.