has anyone
ever
taken my feelings
into account?
has anyone
been with me
from my
happiest hours
to the
nights i tried
to drown?
has anyone
thought,
perhaps for
just a minute,
that i was
suffocating
inside this
prison?
has anyone
realized,
for even a
second, that
i was being
fed poison?
but then again,
has anyone
bothered to
listen?
