Believe me when I say this,
so hard to be heard.
When shaking
and eyes wandering the room,
don't have to say a word.
Who would ever listen to
and individual
awkward as can be?
This is where depression has its place.
Will you give some chances to me?
No.
Okay.
I get it.
Don't think I don't care.
In your narrow minds your thinking
don't take her seriously.
Newsflash
you're not being fair.
Will you just listen to my point of view?
You may learn something,
so will you count my words as true?
No.
Okay.
Just add your two cents.
Do not think I am not over it.
Yes we are all troubled
in our own creative way.
Making more excuses
to get attention and to not
watch what we say.
Forgetting true words,
searching for hands to hold
and free candy.
I'm remembering my behavior at its worst
searching for alternatives to use
and better people to have in my life.
You're not trustworthy?
No.
Okay.
This is why I let you go.
Every time I try to get you to listen
it's a no.
Sorry, you're just too faux.
I have a stronger mind and a truer mind, you know.
Now get out of my life,
leave,
Go.