It is suffocating, yet I'm trying to breathe.
Feels like my feet are tied to stone, and
I'm just waiting for someone to push me off the cliff.
I'm locked in a box and screaming,
But no one seems to hear a thing.
With all these knives stabbed deep in my back,
I make a little effort to move.
But Alas! I fail and cry for help,
Yet none of you care enough to look.
I know my pain is hard to realize,
But at least you could have given it a try.