Listening

Sitting alone in an empty room
Waiting for my on coming doom

Not knowing when it will end
Or if I would still have a friend

Alone with blood pouring from my wrists
Bruises all in a line on my fists

I could care less about me
But people don't see

When they ask me are you okay
I just don't know what to say

I want them to leave me alone
Want to tell them go home

I just want to sit alone and cry
While my heart is left alone to die

I just sit in the silence and hear what it has to say
This is what i do every single night and day

Listening to every that surrounds me
Listening to things i cant see