My feelings got stomped on.
My heart ripped out.
I got slapped in the face.
No one can see me cry.
I'm invisible.
I shout for someone, anyone, to listen.
I scream at the top of my lungs.
No one can hear me.
The middle of a crowded room never felt so lonely.
Everyone walks past--pointing and laughing,
Or not noticing me at all.
I don't know what's worse.
The odds are mounting against me.
The army is gathering their weapons.
I wait for the skin-piercing bullets.
I welcome the thunderous guns.
They never fire--I'm not worth their time.
Wanting to give up,
Wanting to give in,
Not letting myself breathe.
Feeling only the sting,
Knowing there will never be a scar.
I go back to my happy mask.
Pretend like nothing is wrong.
Pretend I matter in the world.
Pretend I don't feel pain,
But I do.
