In my head you assure me
Although often who I am is blurry
You see me entirely clearly
I dream of that conversation
Where you say I'm under much observation
You recognize my devastation
And lack of adaptation
To a world that wasn't built for me
But in reality
You will never see my pain
Understand the future I tear myself apart to attain
How through it all, I want you to care
I resent you so much but regardless I still stare
Catching myself yearning for your eyes
Eyes that look past me
To more worthy things I cannot see