but no one cares

I dream, that I talk. I run my mouth and never stop. Words on what I love and what I hate, about my issues and my perceived fate pour out smoothly like honey from a broken jar. My emotions laid bare my passions exposed, I converse with people who listen to my woes and then - I'm awake and I realize no one cares but me. My voice has been silenced, my muse crushed under foot. My dreams are broken and my feelings made invalid, and I weep and I yell and scream in sorrow but no one hears. But no one cares.