See me.

It’s the time of silent cries.
Thinking about suicide.
Pain is when I close my eyes.
Even death wouldn’t be right.
Look at myself and hate the sight.
Man, I hate this fucking life.
I hate the person that is mine.
It’s grown too bad for me this time.
 
Look at the world then look at me.
Ask yourself, why would I be…?
I shrink, when they scream.
I shrink, when they speak.
Every talk is about me.
I see them all, no one sees me.
Even my parents disbelieve,
That I can feel and live and breathe.
 
I’m not a type nor I’m a person.
I’m not for anybody worth it.
I had my chance, I lost it worthy.
If I was worth, I wouldn’t hurt me.
Skinny, Ugly, Stupid is my burden.
I can’t be saved, now that is certain.
One day I fly, lose my mind, maybe
I‘ll see myself, but can you see me?