Getting Through?
I yell and shout
And plead and beg
But nothing gets through your head.
So, nothing heard
Nothing said-
Oh, suddenly you want to hear me now?
Interpret it how you please
Blame an attitude
Or wanting attention
But either way you're mistaken.
You'll never guess my true intention.
What's the point in speaking,
When no one is ever hearing?
None. That's what.
And even if I please to speak
The one I choose will not
Put my words into effect.
My complaints with an easy fix
Cannot be solved
By me.
I need the one hand
That'll never reach out towards me.
My words fly by
The dodging eye.
There's nothing I can do
But accept my reoccurring loss.
What's the point in raising the tension?
When no one's even paying attention?
