I am real
I can feel
The pain and rage
The love and hate
I don't want to be ignored anymore
I want you to see I'm here
I don't want to be looked through
I am real
Why do you not listen?
I've been screaming and shouting
But you can't and won't hear
Do I mean nothing?
Have I never meant anything?
To you
To the world
Why was I born?
No one cares
No one wants to care
What is the meaning?
Of this meaningless mess I call life
I am real
I feel the pain
When the blade slices through
I cut to see if I'm real
To know if I can feel
Because sometimes
I don't know whether I exist
But I am real
