• Its happening again. Of course no one is around.

    I'm depressed. I just want to sit there and cry.

    Do you care? is the only thing I think.

    Rationally, I know you must; I know I'm being stupid.

    All the stress is breaking me. Do you care?

    If I oppose ANYTHING you say, I'm being smart,

    I'm talking back, I'm arguing.

    I'm just want to tell you how I feel.

    But you don't want to hear it.



    The tears are finally starting to flow.



    I sit on the floor. I think.

    If I committed suicide, would you care?

    No one's around now, when I really need them.

    I think about all of the things you don't understand.

    Why I don't like being around people.

    Because I can feel so lonely in the midst of a crowd.

    So afraid of making a mistake.

    Everyone looks at me and they think

    Wow, he's so strong. He's so kind and quiet.



    I'm not kind and quiet. I'm not strong.



    On the inside I'm so afraid and angry.

    People take advantage of me, even you do.

    Thinking I won't mind.

    Because I'm quiet.



    By now tears are pouring down my cheeks.




    I can't control them, but right now

    I don't want too.

    I hear a door open and I know your coming.

    I quickly wipe the tears from my eyes and stand up.

    You see my face, and I know you know.

    I know you see I've been crying.

    "Are you okay?" you ask me.

    I just smile. "Yea I'm good."

    You say okay, and walk away.

    Ask me again. Please

    Turn around and ask me again.



    But you never do, and probably never will.