CAN YOU HEAR ME?
When did these bruises start?
Why can't they heal?
When will they heal?
Why is it so hard to understand how I feel?
Can anyone hear me?
Can anyone even notice my heart was shattered?
Can you not notice me asking to be heard?
Why do people have a lack of empathy these days?
They would judge our every little wrong move but never see the good things we have done.
Why fight so tough?
If the fight is wrong and rough.
Do I deserve this aggression?
Why build aggression when you can have a discussion?
Do I need to be torn apart,
To learn the ways of living in our society?
Why is it so difficult to exist in this society?
Why can't all of us be who we are?
Why can't people accept us purely?
There are so many things I want to say,
But can they all be answered,
When society is already struggling to handle itself?
Silence makes me shiver,
I cannot agree with the thing that you think is true, but that doesn't mean I am unconcerned.
When we were near the end,
Where did it all go wrong?
It feels like a joke, or
Was I just never THAT strong?
Even if I was never THAT strong,
I still had a purpose.
The only question now is
WHAT IS MY PURPOSE?
