I too have bled.
Do you see the scars?
I too have suffered
At the hand of Love.
But have you noticed?
I doubt it.
I guess there are too many
Others out there
That need your attention more than I.
But it doesn't make me feel
Any less lonely.
Doesn't make me feel
Any less jealous.
Doesn't make me feel
Any less heartache.
Do I have to bleed again
To make you understand?
Do I have to continue to suffer
For you to pay attention to me?
I guess I'll have to die
Before you realise I was even here...