Theres times when you are alone

Times when you are surrounded

but who have sincerely listened to you?

You speak, You yell, You attempt to grab people's attention

but no one gives you a reaction

What is the point in speaking?

How else would you reveal your true feelings?

You write, you point, you smile

Maybe somebody would understand

You cry, you plead, you punch,

Thats when people hear you out

Unfortunately, once none of those are done,

You are left all alone

and That is what you call life.