Why Cant You See What Its Doing To Me

At the end of the day I cried for help and everyone laughed away,
as I cried more and more my image began to change, 
rather than be someone who cares they said I was always the same, 
he always tries to be the centre of attention, always, they claim,
and when I was forced out of the job still thought I was okay.
should try paying attention to mates, not mocking what they say.

attention seeking are you serious, your need, 
I was attention needing, 
if the soul of a being could bleed,
I wouldn’t be breathing.
 
Do you understand what you’re reading?
Before it’s too late and this world I’m leaving!

When you label me an “attention seeker”,
I WONT cry for the help, just stress,
suffering alone living life in hell,
forced by selfish clowns to feel helpless.

You killed me when I needed,
you’re selfish,
I HATE YOU.

I didn't lose you, you lost me.

*Thanks for the Hell given when I cried help
ONLY ATTENTION SEEKERS LABEL YOU AN ATTENTION SEEKER WITHOUT PAYING ANY ATTENTION, THEY DON'T PAY ANY ATTENTION BECAUSE ATTENTION IS SOMETHING THEY ONLY SEEK!! THEY WANT YOU OFF THEIR TERRITORY, YOU'RE STEALING THEIR ATTENTION.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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