But you wouldn't know that

I have been used I have been abused But you wouldn’t know that You say you see me You say you know me But you don’t You just want To see what you want To hear what you want But you wouldn’t know that I was mistreated Misunderstood And hurt People looked down on me And treated me like I was nothing But you wouldn’t know that You look through me Not at me You hear me But don’t listen You ignore my words And ignore me But you wouldn’t know that I have been talked at Not with I have been told to Not asked I have been laughed at Not with But you wouldn’t know that I’ve been treated For so many different Problems Your head would spin I’ve tried so many Medications You would go insane But you wouldn’t know that I’ve tried to work past All the beatings The darkness The bullying The abuse It hurts But you wouldn’t know that I’ve told my story To few others Because the few I’ve told Don’t believe my story Because I’m me Because I’m happy As happy as can be But you would believe that Wouldn’t you? And as you sit there reading You don’t know who I am Where I’m from What I do What I want What I wish What I need Because you simply Don’t Know That Nor Do you care.