• Neglected.
    Rejected.
    A movie set on mute.
    'Cause no one seems to here me.
    As if someone really cared...
    So I'll cry,
    so I'll die.
    You'll just walk on by.
    As I'm falling,
    to oblivion.
    You'll just keep on living and
    I've messed up.
    But so have you,
    we all have made mistakes.
    And I'll do what it takes.
    To be secretive and silent,
    through all this secret violence.
    And hold my head up high,
    looking to the sky,
    and wonder what its like.
    To be free.
    Dream with me!
    To another place to go.
    'Cause here is where they are.
    Family
    "friends"
    and more.
    The people I ignore.
    For their safety?
    Maybe so.
    But even more I must stay hidden,
    so I'm safe.
    From this very ******** up place.
    A place of secret torment,
    a place of secret pain.
    as I'm hide in the rain
    and it washes off the blood
    and I'm dusting off the mud.
    'Cause when the sun shines,
    I'll be "fine".
    And walk upon my dreams
    til' someone intervenes...