Glaring down at my shoes

I sit in a crowd
Glaring down at my shoes
Thinking to myself
I don't deserve this abuse
I'm dying inside
And its them I accuse
They've all abandoned me
at one time or another they've left me bruised
With tears in my eyes I look up at their faces
Knowing I have nothing to lose
I begin to cry
And with the simple careful words I chose
I continue to go unnoticed.