I could hear it in the distance

only hear it you listen closely

“Help me, help me”

My dream i’ve sold it suffocating slowly

You can find me in the highlights

The what ifs in vacant eyes

Daily, say to me

The choice I made was right

“You grew up, and saw sense”

That’s what she said

When you ripped out your own heart

And showed it to her.

How can I not be sad, lost in hate?

When I’m not heard.

And how can I blame others

When I hide?