Vent, not a love poem

This is the third night in a row I've done this,
The third night I've cried and cried until I sleep,
At first I did not try to hide it,
Hugged another while I weeped,
Tonight I cry and cry alone,
Cut my sobs short and breathing quiet,
Please please don't let anyone see,
Please please don't let anybody know,
I feel pathetic lying here,
But I cut off my whimpers and ignore,
There's nothing I can do but clamp my hand over mouth,
And hope that no one sees.

I want someone to see.
I want someone to know.

I want you to care about me.
Why don't you care about me?