I'm literally screaming and no one listens
yet when I am silent I get over looked.
I'm insignificant because I am only a kid?
Well I am a kid that is desperately crying out for help that will never come.
I am in pain and I am depressed.
I can be surrounded by people and feel completely alone,
I have scars to prove the pain and blood flowing out of newly cut wrists.
I am completely by myself in a world full of heartless people
and people who could care less.
I am sick of being over looked.
I am sick of being taken advantage of.
I am a walking corpse.
I may be alive but I am dead inside.
Some days I think hey why not just end it? You'd be better off. Finally at peace.
I am a lonely miserable poor unfortunate soul who is a lost hopeless cause.
I have lost all desire to move on. All desire to live.
With tears relentlessly flowing down my cheeks the only option I see is to end it.
To never have to feel so insignificant and worthless anymore, to feel happy in some way.
New tears well up and spill over as blood flows down my arm.
I screamed and no one listened.
I cried for help and no one came.
I was in pain and no one noticed.
Depression was over looked.
No one came to the rescue of a little girl who needed it most.
That walking corpse is finally dead.
Whats left of her is dead too.