Why won't you talk to me? Back then sure I was silent, sitting patient in the back watching the conversation, contemplation, wanting to join taking it into consideration. Now I've change want to talk but no one wanting to say my name unless it's about regret or just someone to blame. So when I look out or want to play there's no one who I can call or even say "hey". I return the next day from the one day change, right back to wearing all black and crying myself to sleep. Telling myself that I'll believe myself. Not letting anyone fully understand me. Keeping secrets that I have forgotten for the better of me. Society not wanting us talking about depression and wanting us to focus on popularity and our public image. Forgetting the ability of conversation...so talk to me, well make ourselves believe that we're still the good humans we could have alway had been. Comment down believe your problems and let's help each other.
