Wonder above and drown below
in the sea of countless faces,
all the stories that we never know
walking passed our eyes cast down
tell me, if I cried, if I begged for help
would you hear the sound?
or would your filters just let it be drowned out?
In the night, under stars
walking through shadows in a fragile state
remember back to that dance
when they all laughed and I cried
when I had to sit and wait alone outside
in my then young hands my face I hid
it's not the start of my troubled times
From behind the screens we've been teased
and tormented to points of self-harm
behind the headline scene a family cries
daughters, friends, and sons left to die
Taught that its not okay to ask for help
in your fatigue you will just walk away
attention accusations, why is that so wrong?
we are gardens withering, just trying to be strong
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