Nobody

I am always there, always, yet you'd never know because you've never cared, and never will. I hear so much more than you think, I hear what you say behind my back, your secrets, everything. Of corse, no one would know, simply because none of you could care less about nobody. The few who I'm known to abuse and break me, take me down from the inside, debtor me. I AM nobody, but even nobody has a story, and mine, is ready to be told. Are you ready to hear it?