Everywhere I turn, there’s closed doors,
No one to let me in,
No one to hold my hand,
No one to tell me it’s okay,

As I walked through the halls,
Glares pierce through my chest,
My heart pounds as I look down at the ground,
Wondering if I’m worth being here at all,

The skies, the earth,
The people, the worst,
The grades, the schools,
The cliques, the drama,
The laughters, the joys,
The distress, the tears,
The lying, the fears,
Who cares about them at all?

They’ve mocked me,
They’ve tortured me,
They’ve traumatized me,
But no one cares,


I’ve asked for help, but no one seems to care,
I’ve searched for guidance, but no one likes to share,
I closed my eyes, and searched my mind,
Asking questions about those memories behind,

What am I supposed to do, when they don’t care?
What am I supposed to do if I’m the only one trying?
What am I supposed to do if I’m the only one hurting?
What am I supposed to do if they’re all lying?

My pain lingers in the air,
People walk pass by,
Never saying “Hi”,
Because none of them care.