Mistaken

"Fun"

I keep talking, but you don't hear.
You listen, but I'm wrong, you swear.
I keep trying, but you're dense as lead.
I just can't get it through your head.
I know I'm right, and you would, too.
If you ever listened to what I spew.
My whole life's starting to seem askew.
And you know what? It's because of you.
So stop your crying, listen here.
Everything I say goes out your ear.
You don't absorb it, no one does.
Maybe that's why I feel misunderstood.
Maybe that's why my arms drip blood.
You could stop this, someone could.
Please take off your soundproof hood.
My mind really is no good.
You'd see that if you listened close.
See me take a triple dose,
Trying to feel numb.
But no, all you ever think is,"She's a lazy bum."
I'm not lazy or a bum,
I'm simply trying to be done,
With all your games and lies and "fun."
Because your "fun" makes me want to run,
And hide somewhere you'll never see.
All your "fun" is killing me.