I quiet myself the moment I enter.
It’s like nobody hears me..
I scream and Cry I show so many signs..
But to them, it’s as if I’m part of the wall,
That nobody wants..
I see hands being held tightly as I walk through the hall
I walk pass them with no emotion though I know I can’t take it.
Than I’ll realize. You only get that if your beautiful..
Blue eyes, or green..
Brown hair, or dyed hair
What about natural..? Forget it they don’t care.
Than I’ll have to wait until someone hears my screams and feels my heart cries.
Until then I’ll wait.
