it's no use, they don't listen

their ears: are better at talking than listening

their mouths: continue moving

my words: go unnoticed

what i say: isn't relevant

it's like, i say the wrong thing

at the wrong time

so people don't care

and people don't hear

my heart yearns for them to understand

that the little things

the smallest things

are so important

i tell them that i'm there for them

and yet, they don't come

i tell them that i'm here to listen

and yet, they don't talk

but it's only when i want to say something

they still don't come

and when i don't want to listen

that's when they talk

i care so much about them

and i give so much of myself away

to help them

where's mine?

where can i run to when i need help?

where's my ear when i need to talk?

where's my open arms when i need a hug?

i can't speak my mind

i'm trapped inside my mind

with my words

that go unspoken

or spoken at the wrong time

their words: are heard

my arms: are open

my heart: is walked upon

my mind: unspoken