Do you ever get that feeling you’re invisible?
huh, cliche, I know
But I feel like I am falling into a hole
waiting for someone to notice my screams
but they never do
do you know what I mean?
and for that, I don’t feel adequate
I sit and stare and cry a bit
W H O L E
WHERE IS EVERYONE?
HOW DID I GET HERE?
ONLY I COULD BE THIS TRAGIC RIGHT?
LIFE WAITS FOR NOBODY
B U T
EVERYONE WANTS A BIRTH RIGHT
But who can read through the miscalculated thoughts of a girl who can’t articulate her words?
Who can understand where it really hurts?
Where can one escape it all?
But be surrounded by the things that make her
W H O L E?