A Heart's Confession

Could you please pay closer attention to me You know, I matter too According to text I was simply placed here to pump blood through your veins Keeping your body afoot, but Text isn’t providing you with all of the evidence And although it is quite evident that she has a struggle, and he is unaware of his next step I am hurt I am hurting WE are hurting So stop ignoring me Leaving me to listen to the echoes of my on cries deep within this hallow cage You hear my rhythmic sigh, acknowledging it as something that is occurring spontaneously When in all honesty, I am in dire need of your attention Somehow you see clear to jump to the rescue of others as if you wore a chiseled W upon your chest But it only seems fit for you to stand idle in regards to my well being even when the pressure I bare causes me to become a heavy rock within your soul in need of chipping until I become a shining crystal of happiness you deserve. I crave the experience The feeling of the exact same care those people receive standing opposite of you You’re their shoulder to lean on, making them smile with so much ease They see you as the light to bask in when feeling clammy and cold with their worries, hardships A life saver you are with a heart of platinum On stand by, waiting to perform CPR Enabling them to exhale and release the sorrow they were lying there choked up with Yet and still, I take delivery of none of it Despite the simple fact that WE are hurting I am hurting I am hurt