Why don't they get it?
The senseless hurt with no remorse.
The silent tears and all the lies.
What's the point of it all?
I try to stop it but it brings me down.
You might think you understand.
What im feeling deep down inside.
Not because what they did to me.
Because of what I did to myself.
I can tell.. you don't get it either.
There are very few who do.
Very few who care enough to understand.
But not about me.
About them.