Feeling all alone in a room full of people.
Fighting back the tears.
Although no one would notice a thing.
Trying not to scream.
And feeling worthless toward my own family.
No one even cares.
They hate me, all of them.
Treated like an outsider in my own home.
Promises gone forgotten.
Past times are like dreams.
All alone in a room full of people.
They can't even hear my screams.
Asking for help is like choking on your own words.
They can't come out.
You just change the subject before they catch on.
But they never do.
No one should feel all alone in a room full of people.
