Why give effort to someone who doesn't even give an ounce of it for you?

Because effort gives mercy points.

I could see it as you turn away.
Still clearly you could hear me say.
Don't leave, don't give up on me.
This isn't who I'm meant to be.
And yet onward you go.
A heart made of stone.
Ears deaf to my tone.
My pleading, my crying.
My bleeding, my dying.
Life wasn't supposed to be this way.
With me broken and you far away.
What hope is there for me?
I fall down on my knees.
Crying for the light.
Consumed by the night.
The future looks bleak.
As you forget about me.
The promises you made.
Like shadows they fade.
White and black become gray.
As I struggle to find my way.
Don't leave, don't give up on me.
This wasn't how it was meant to be.

Almost died by the sound of the night.
The silence like a knife,
stabbing me from the inside.

The substance like oxygen,
I breathed in the pain.
Wondered why I did this.
Wondered why I won't speak up.

It sickens me that I am such a scarred soul.
I beg for happiness.
But what's given is sorrow.

My heart is wild,
It's trapped in a cage,
It could easily break,
I should let it escape.

But if I do,
It has no where to go or stay.
People will scream,
Once it's in sight anyway.

No matter what,
My heart will not be happy.
Outside or not,
Still it's so weak.

My heart shouts for my mind to think.
Like a glass that fell,
My heart is shattered.
A book with skipped unwritten pages.
My mind is incomplete,
And confused of what story that's hidden within.

Aimless,
Confused,
Soon to be breathless,
I am hardly amused.