Truthful Destination - Poetry

#5

Do you even listen?
Do you even care?
Because whenever I am with you,
I feel like ripping out my hair.

I speak but no-one notices,
I laugh but no-one cares,
I involve myself in fear that I'm not wanted anywhere.

I clench my fists in frustration,
And sigh in heartbreak and pain,
Because no-one wishes to hear my stories,
And I'm pushed back out again.

I know I'm not the funniest,
And I know I'm not the best,
But I just wish I had someone,
Who'd let me get it off my chest.

So instead I write these words,
In a poem you'll never read,
I'd love to tell you how I really feel,
But I know at that I'd never succeed.