See right through me....
Look right past me...
I'm not even here.
I don't make a sound
even when i really want to.
Could it be your deaf? Blind?
Ignorant?
Do you really see me as nothing more as air?
Air you wouldn't trouble yourself to breathe?
I tried to stop you from suffocating
But seems like I'm the one gasping for attention.
Attention is all i ever asked for,
Its what i gave my life to finding
But the lack of it
is for sure slowly killing me.
And would you save me from this death?
hmm...
would you stop this cancer?
the cancer sucking my life from reality?
You just watch and respire off my pain
Like you don't have feelings of your own.
Just like you couldn't feel me holding on
When i felt like i was falling into a black hole.
This is my life, this is my home,
the home with many windows which you glance though.
You make yourself at home, as you are comfortable
with what i live with in.
But one day you will see that my house isn't made of glass
but stone
and is cold and ridged from the effort you gave
to build me in.
