A cry for love

Would it be right to say one was born with the inability to love dearly,to look at one's parents and see love yet not believe,to be around ones siblings yet feel like their strangers, to have everything yet it feels like nothing. Well I loved that way,only to flee from all I had and ended in a dark room,where one lost the right to talk and inability to express oneself, to be unhappy yet wear a fake smile,to cry when other sleep silently so no-one knows,and to die and yet one's body walks around . Like all warriors go on battle not knowing what the outcome might be,to fight and to leave that at last one could be reunited with one's love,that was what kept me moving,just to return and all lost,the love I never appreciated, but now needed than anything was gone,just to be left to drown in one's sorrows and regrets.