There's no use in this because nobody listens. Everyone has a story to tell, need's someone to listen. But nobody listens to girl with running make-up and hair over her face. Nobody listens to this fallen disgrace.
Die.
Down.
Cry.
Inside.
Smells like regret. I can feel the hunger, burning, crying because nobody listens. I have no reason for existence.Nobody listens to the one with bloody wrists, raising her fists to fight for somebody to listen. "Why does nobody listen. Can't anybody love? Doesn't anyone notice? What have I done?" She cries inside, with a vengeance, twisting like a serpent, biting, bleeding, screaming, dying. I am dying...
To be seen. It's like agony when nobody listens.
It stings like the icy stab of a belt across my back. Nobody cares. Nobody listens.
I am dying.
Because nobody listens.
