Living with people that I hate is harder than most
I hear things that I do not wish to hear nor be surrounded by it but no one cares
When I have feelings that I wish to share, no one listens or even cares
I feel forgotten. I feel displaced.
And when I try saying it, no one listens at all.
I cry waiting and wishing for this horrible life to end
The urge to run-away and to never return
A feel of discomfort in my own home
A place where I wish I felt welcomed but instead left out
I feel like I have to yell can you hear me can you see me
I feel like I am a ghost yet I am not dead
The only thing I feel here is that I am lost but never found