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Sometimes, you just want to be heard by the right people. Those poeple may be right next to her, or across the universe, but no matter how loud you shout, they never hear you. They just go on like nothing happened, and forget about everything entirely. They smile, joke, and laugh, all while you're trying to tell them about the pain inside, about the happiness that you've built up, or just to tell them. I just want to be heard. I speak, but cannot say a word. Every time I finally get to the point of finally saying something from the me deep down inside, they crack a joke, or laugh, or go off on another story. Now, I'm going to lose them, and I don't really think that they'll stick around for the next few years, even though they say they will. I don't know what to do! I've tried everything to show that real me that's inside, especially to them, but they've only seen a shadow of that me. I want to scream. I want to cry. I want to tear out my soul and shread it. I want to sit down and drownd my soul in music. I want to leave. I want to get away from it all. I don't want to have to deal with this anymore, and I don't need it anymore. I can't deal with this right now. I won't deal with this right now. I have to deal now.


Can you hear me?! Are you listening to me now?!