Hoping, Praying, Dying For Attention
Through the loneliness and despair I here the cries,
Hoping, praying, dying for attention.
With diminished light and transparent fears I continue to walk,
Hoping, praying, dying for attention.
My shadow is consuming the last of my dignity, ending my strength,
Hoping, praying, dying for attention
Tho' all seems lost, with no where to turn,
yet I hope, pray, die for attention.
Picked from the rubble, washed from the ashes, shaken from all filth.
Hoping, praying, dying for attention.
Do you see me now?
Can you hear my cry?
Do you feel my emotion?
Have you not noticed me before?
Man kind - The human race.
Beaten and forgotten by those who fail their own.
Yet I hope,
I pray,
I'm dying for for attention.
Copyright © Jeff Bevelheimer | Year Posted 2008
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