Cry

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i was screaming for help so loud,

and all you did was shove a pillow over my face,

and tell me 'quiet down'.

you saw me struggling,

and you walked by like i was a stranger,

someone to gawk at.

look at me,

lonely,

afraid.

you ask me why i'm quiet,

because what am i supposed to say?

you yell at me to get up,

stop being lazy,

but i was struggling to stay afloat,

in the depths of my own mind.

i was drowning,

you knew i couldn't swim,

and yet you took my life boat away,

and you told me,

'learn'.

you forced me to go through this alone,

while posting online,

to look for the warning signs.

isn't that funny?