Lost afraid wondering when someone will find me

I cry ashamed smiling to those around me

They laugh and take all of me I have left

I run and hide faking all the happiness

I can’t breathe underwater wear I'm pushed

They kneel beside me wondering why I am drowning

If I left would it matter

Would they notice

They can’t see my tears

Can they ever see me all

I’m afraid of what they think

Do they even notice my fears

I love them

But do they even care

If I left would their tears be endless

Or would their laughter run louder

Will they ever answer my questions

Or will I have to wait forever

Well I guess it’s too late

I'm gone

Is she pretty

Do you think she's beautiful

A meaningless thing to ask

So why does it mean so much to us

I'll say I don't care about your opinion

If you disagree with mine

Cause that's how I was taught

So why do I ask if not for the answer

For the knowledge that maybe I'm not the only one left

Who still see the beauty in everyone

Or for the feeling I know she get when you say yes

For the blood that rushes to her cheeks

Making her happiness show

But the rarity that this happens is sad

Why is the world so dark that they can’t see beauty

Beauty is everywhere all you have to do is look

So look I promise you'll find it

I pass by hushed hopping that someone will hear me

No, no not me, I don't want them to hear me

I want them to her the desperate cries ringing out from my soul

I live undetected hopping that someone will see me

But not my face or body my lingering pain and endless tears

My mask can't really be that convincing

Can it?

I run toward any sign of hope I can find

Rejected by the choices of those around me

I hide in the darkness wishing they would listen

Longing for them to open their eyes and see me

But as they open them they turn away

I blend into the night, but they just can't see in the dark

Can they?

I am stuck being both invisible and voiceless

The spurn from my loved ones filled my heart

Not with sadness but with violence and rage

I can't control myself any longer

My emotions spin out of control and I think to myself

You can't breathe through a slit throat

Can you?