help

They see me crying but they can’t hear my sobs.
They see me screaming but they can’t hear my screams.
They see me suffering but they can’t hear my groans.
They see me but they can’t hear me.

What can I do to make them hear my cry for help?
Do I sob louder? Scream louder? Groan louder? Because I do, I am, but they still can’t hear me.
What can I do to make them hear my cry for help?
How can I make them hear my cry for help?

I’m trapped inside a glass room and they’re standing on the other side of the glass.
I’m knocking hard on the glass wall crying my lungs out for help and they’re standing on the outside pointing fingers at my temper.
How can’t they see that I’m crying for help?
No one can break me free but them when, ironically, they were the ones who unconsciously locked me up.

Time is passing and I’m soon to be drained out of energy.
I’m soon to be drained out of life.
Time is passing and I’m soon to lose hope that my howls will ever travel through the glass.
I’m soon to lose touch with myself.
Time is passing and I am about to quit asking for help.
So help me
help me before it’s too late for help
help me
help
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