You say something and no one cares...

You do something and no one cares...

You scream No on cares...

You cut no one cares...

You bleed no one cares...

You die...

No one notices

Going home... means going somewhere where your loved and can have shelter over your head...

what if you have no where your loved?

Explaining how you feel makes the pain ten times worse, If your friends cant understand how you feel how can they expect you to forget it all and be happy?

You do the work they get the credit
you make a mistake that is your last one to make
you say your sorry and your ignored
you cut and no one sees
you bleed no one cleans
you die .... why should anyone care now?

Silence in a room; you leave the silence goes away;
your crying in a room alone; someone comes in you stop;
they say they must have gone to the wrong room and leaves; you cry again you cant stop; your arms begin to cry red you become silent

The house is nice, the food is nice, my things are nice, but having no one to love you makes everything else seem like nothing...

The pain i sit and deal with every day; the danger you put me in; the blame you put upon me; all of it... is hidden with in the smile you see on my face every day.

how dare you do this to me.

Have you ever sat in silence listening to the Wind? how free it sounds? how happy it sounds? and it is free to get angry... and free to be happy... its not trapped in hell like me ... why cant i be that wind i am so jealous of?

How many times do i have to tell someone i am fine for them to see that im not?
how many nights do i have to cry myself to sleep for someone to hear me?
how many times do i have to pass the scars off as something else for someone to see im in pain?

You tell me you want me to sit right beside you but when i say i miss you, you do not reply. You tell me you are not sure if you should love me.... but yet if i try to get an answer out of you im ignored... why so much pain?