The Cry of the Broken Heart

What signs and symbols
Do I have to use
To make you see me,
My poor little self.

I shout and anger,
Demand that you see
My blue diamond eyes
Which want to be seen.

With protests and words
From the censor's book
I will order you now
To notice my soul.

I love you!
You know it,
But why do you ignore it?
Why do you hate me so much?