Hear me! Hear me!
Says the silent song of sadness that whispers and whirls around the back of your brain
Because they don't like you like they used to
So listen to the whispers in your head instead, because they know who to trust and they know what's best
Pity me! Pity me!
You want to scream at them- 'you've abandoned me here! you've left me alone with my fears!'
But then someone else screams first, and you're sorry for wanting any more than nothing
Scream in silence into the void of an unpublished post instead- retreat back inside of your head
Love me! Love me!
They could be your mother, you know- well, not quite, not so
But you wish they would take you into their arms; clutch you to their *****
But they aren't there when you need them, like the parent you always deemed them
Latch onto the first sign of affection again- it doesn't matter if you get hurt, dear friend
Hurt me! Hurt me!
From the quietest plea to the loudest scream
A broken mutter in the darkness of a night where you closed the curtains to a dream
I love you, so hurt me bad and make it go away; so that I can feel lonely again
Being away from you is pain, it's pain, so hear me scream your name
So having parental issues ***** maybe but the worst/ best part is latching onto any kind of nurturing influence that you find.