I'm writing with my screams
     Screams of smiles and anguish
The two sides of the page
    What I write are my screams
Screams that I want someone
           To hear.
Cause I reach the point,
           That I cant bare
No one wants to listen
   To a sad person
But a paper will always
     Be there for a sad poet.
So hear goes my quiet screams
  Screams of pain and sadness
That no one bothered to hear