They don't even see me.
At night in my house I'm still all alone.
This is not a home.
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I've tried to convince them
Their words hurt like stones.
I just wish they'd leave me alone.
How am I supposed to see through your eyes?
When you never saw us.
We're falling at your feet.
I just saw, is that what they say?
For so long I tried to get them to hear me.
Kicking and stabbing their words feel like knives.
Tearing and ripping the seams of my life.
How am I supposed to, to hear what you hear,
when you never heard the sound of our glass hearts breaking;
with every tick of the clock when you are gone?
Your
days
are
like
pages
The Chapters Unread
You have to keep turning,
Your book has no end.
The Chapters Unread
You have to keep turning,
Your book has no end.
