If only my voice was loud enough I would scream.

If only I was visible, to be seen.

If only my pain was understood and felt.

I wouldn’t be like this.

If someone cared I would have cried to the whole world and told them how I felt.

Nobody cared.

Nobody cares.

“Your voice will never be heard. Nobody sees you. You are invisible. Unseen till you do something wrong. Nobody knows how it feels inside of you.” I said to myself, while tears dropped from my eyes.

Lonely soul.

Lonely being.

If only I was asked whether I wanted to live.

Cause I’m hurt, I want to run away from here.

If only I was asked to choose between happiness and pain.

Cause man, it hurts.