To whom it concerns

To whom it concerns you don't know me,

to whom it concerns you don't even show me,

that you care a bit or give a shit bout me,

i cant imagine what i would do,

if i cried in front of you,

deep down I'm filled with pain,

sometimes it drives me insane,

it drives me to a dark place,

where no one can see my face,

to whom it concerns you don't care,

to whom it concerns its not fair,

that i have to be in a world that doesn't understand me,

you don't know what its like to live these lies,

they might see it if they looked into my eyes,

lonely tears on my pillow,

i wish i could let them show,

then maybe they'll all see,

what its like to be me!