I feel like I'm a mime
in an invisible box
trying to find my way out
not seeing where it starts or ends
no being able to speak out
I look at my wrists
and see deep red gashes
it's one way i know i am real
the one thing that takes me out of the box
is running down my arm
Do they even realize
the energy it takes to smile
without wanting to scream
but i cant scream
without a voice i just nod and agree
i get along with everyone
only because they cant hear
my words of hatred
or my looks of disgust
they don't see my arms
or touch my blood
they step back just seeing
what they let themselves see
and block out things
they don't understand
i wish they saw, felt, and feared
as i did
i wish they were in the invisible box
that is slowly filling with
emotions
I'm slowly drowning in tears
i didn't know i cried
Will they save me
if i only utter a word?
i open my mouth to scream
but i cant
i bang on the glass
but no body looks
i realize now more than ever
I'm truly alone
