Killing Me Softly

I sit here surrounded by people
But I am alone.
So alone
No one sees what I see,
They don’t feel what I have felt.

I am alone yet so surrounded
I can not breathe
They are taking my air
Taking my life
Taking, taking, yet never giving.

They’re killing me softy, slowly, painfully.

I am dieing, and they don not know
They sit there not noticing
They go on with their own lives
I do not mean anything in their eyes

I am nothing
I am worthless
I should not be here
Why am I here?
Why be here when no one wants you?
What point do I have on this place?
Am I to be some great person?
Or am I meant to die alone?

They are killing me softy, slowly, painfully.

How can they not notice?
How can they ignore me?
No one loves me
No one pays any attention to me

I am an outcast
So I act out
I have to
What else can I do?
I want to be loved!
I want to be wanted!

They will not take me
They hate me
Use me

They are killing me softy, slowly, painfully.

HOW CAN THEY NOT SEE?
HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE?
Do I have to hold up a sign?

It is only proof though
That they hate me
That they want me to die
I think that it is what they pray for

They sit in their beds
Late at night
Wishing on every star that comes into their sight
Or site by their TVs waiting
Waiting to hear

Wanting
Yet never receiving

Tonight
Tonight, their wishes will come true
Tonight, their hopes and dreams

They have killed me softy, slowly, painfully

Now it is over
Sweet Dreams