I woke up today
feeling depressed
for the first time in months
simply because it's so easy
for you to make me invisible again.

Did nothing I wrote matter?
Am I just some game for you to play
when you get bored?

I took my heart,
sliced in open,
and laid it right in front of you,
trying to be as honest as I could be.

What
the
****
do
you
want
from
me

I can't give you any more
than I've already given.
If you want the walls to break down,
then prove to me I should.

And if you want to use me,
then *******.

I will be seen.
I will be heard.

If I spilled the secrets I knew about you,
I could turn your world up-side-down,
And sometimes I think
that's exactly what you deserve.