Still alive and kicking

I figured I'd update these into here before they get deleted out of my phone. A few times I've been inspired to write and the only thing around to write on/in was my cell phone. I figured why not put them up in here. Unfortunately 2 of them I have no idea on when I wrote them. The other I know when I wrote because it was just last night. There's no title to any of them, at least not yet. None of them are really long either. I know the first was written at some point after my father went off on me. Don't ask because it's not really anything I want to get into. And if I remember right I had left the house and just drove around and at some point I wrote this poem.
I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment in your eyes,
If you saw inside my heart you'd know that kills me.
You'd know the pain those words strike inside,
You'd understand the hurt that I've hid.
A piece of my heart shattered each time you spoke those words,
Inside dying that you saw me that way.
Always hurt that I'd failed you in some way,
Heart shattered by the disappointment you felt at me.

This next one I really have no clue when I wrote it or what really brought it on. Just another one of those spur of the moment poems that kinda came to me and I really wanted to write it down. Although now looking at it, not really liking it a whole lot but it's written so here it is.
Never understanding why I can't find love,
Unsure of why I'm always the fool in the game.
Tears shed and wounds healed as I continue on my way,
Always wondering what I did to deserve this all.
Wondering what I did to warrant these tears,
Curious to the wrong I did and brought this on.
Always alone and wanting to feel the love,
Never the lucky one who gets to feel that warmth.

This is the one I wrote last night. Just popped into my head. Sometimes I let the thoughts just fade, but sometimes I just feel the flow coming a bit too much not to write it down somehow or some way. Hell I've written poems on napkins before because it was the only thing around to write on.
I'm the one they all walk past,
No second glance will come my way.
I'm the one supposedly with what they want,
Yet I remain the one passed on yet again.
Watching as I never catch their eye,
Always passed up for some empty shell.
They wonder why I never believe their praise,
Life says otherwise so I listen to it.
I'm supposedly the prized catch,
But alone I remain so explain that to me.