We Never Said (Manifesto Poem)

If only you knew.

How much it hurts

to feel alone.

To cry yourself to sleep.

To want to die, yet live.

To pry yourself from the world.

To know that even though

you try

and try

and try

It will never be enough.

Who are we now

with these faces that can be so misleading?

What are we doing

if you can’t find the reason?

When do we see

that we might be going insane?

Where do we go

if there’s nowhere else to go?

Why do we feel so alone

if the whole world feels the same?