I'm sad, I'm hurt, I'm not okay, but who cares?


If I scream, who can hear me? - Nobody.
When I cry, who can hear me? - Nobody.
If I pray, who can hear me? - Nobody.
When I sing, who can hear me? - Nobody.
If I write, who can read me? - Nobody.
If I dance, who can see me? - Nobody.

Who is there for me when I'm sitting alone in my room and all thoughts come up? - Nobody.

No one ever cares about my feelings, aren’t they worth it enough?

I‘m always the one who is helping anyone, but who is helping me when I’m drowning?

I‘m broken and no one sees that, but it’s okay.

It’s just me.

I‘m fine with it, because I‘m talking to the moon every night and I feel like he understands me in a way no one else could and he is a great listener too.

Written by Charu

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