Many hear the words tumbling out of your mouth - but not one of them is listening. They look at you like you are always the one at fault. You desperately reach out for a friend and all you find are dead-ends. Feel so alone you start wishin' you were dead - start thinkin' that no one notices whether you are here or not - why would they care if you were dead? No one cares when they hear your whimpering cries or see the scars that cover your arm. No one cares about you - they just see you as someone they can use and abuse. Wish you had someone that would listen and understand. Hold your hand. Someone you could truly call friend. Wish you'd stop thinkin' so negatively because you don't want to die - and you certainly don't deserve to cry. Why does it really bother me that I feel so empty and alone? Looks better on the resume to heaven when I've fought and won all of these battles on my own.