Am I just so invisible,
when I speak I'm not heard?
But you wanna vent out on me,
Shit, you got some nerve!
Did I not just scream you in the face,
and got no reply?
Bitch don't make me
put you in your place.
you think you know me,
but you really don't,
in reality you have no clue,
you only think so.
Why don't you take me seriously,
do you think that I'm a lie?
Do you need to see tears
to know that I cry?
Do you need to see red,
to know that I bleed?
Do you even know I cut,
to fulfill some need.
A need of being in control,
since no one listens to me.
I guess you think I'm a joke,
Fuck it, let me be.
A contest entry
- silent screams we make by moonburndcheese.
300 points, ended February 4, 2008, 34 entries
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Comments
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i really like this poem and i know what you mean... i hate it that when you talk no one listens but yet they come to you when they want someone to talk to... it just bugs me well thank you for entering and i really enjoyed reading your poem and seeing that im not alone in the same situatio
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I HEAR YOU
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awesome
good write....the last line says it all..."fuck it, let me be"....words to live by...keep up the good work
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Mad
A little angry are we..Good and to the point
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