They dont see, they dont hear

She lives in a house,
but doesnt call it home,
because when she is there,
its like she is on her own,

The longer she is there,
the more upset she gets,
and that only leads to,
more suicide attempts,

Ignored by her family,
because they do not care,
well at least it seems that they,
dont notice she is there,

She is hated by her brother,
despised by her father,
she continues to love her mother,
but feels even her mother doesnt love her,

What has she done,
to deserve a life like this,
its too late now the damage has begun,
once again bleeding from her wrists,

They dont see,
the blood she has bled,
they dont hear,
her wishing she was dead,

This girl is me,
and this is my family,
but they dont see,
and they dont hear.