It's times like these where I just feel helpless.
I fell like I'm powerless
And I'm out of control.

No one can hear me.
I'm in a glass box
And no matter how loud I shout
No one can hear my cries.

Or maybe
It's just because
They don't want to hear me.

I'm powerless.
Helpless.
Wordless.
Speechless.
I'm not even given the chance to speak.

All I want is to get a word in
But sometimes I feel
Like people just don't want to listen.

It makes me want to sink back
Into the corner of my glass box
Then bury my face in my lap
And pull my knees tightly into my chest.

I just want to cry.
I want to scream.

Why does no one hear me?
Who put me in this glass box in the first place?

Why is it
That I'm the only one
In this world
Without a key to my glass box
But no one is kind enough
To let me out?

And then one day I stumble upon
One person with a key
And I think they're going to let me out
But every time I let myself get close
They just drop the key
And walk away.

Nothing I say or do ever works.
I can't open my glass box to get out
And I can never get my point across.

It doesn't matter what I say.
They won't listen.
No one listens.
How am I supposed to fix
My relationships with people
If they won't give me a chance
To voice my opinion?

Or when I actually do voice my opinion
They get mad at me
For having feelings that get hurt
And shut me out?

And then they put another lock on my glass box
And I'm weighed down by another pound.
Another pound of padlocks
Sits heavy on my heart
And I'm so weighed down
That I can't get back up.
And then I get buried
By more and more locks.

When each person
Passes by my glass box
They add another lock to the weight.

I'm so weighed down
That I'm drowning
And I can't focus.
I can't sleep.
I can't eat without feeling sick.
I feel so sick to my stomach that I can't even breathe.

I'm drowning in my own misery
And I can't do anything about it.

I'm powerless.
I'm helpless.
I'm...hopeless.

There's no point in trying to fix myself
Because everyone is so unwilling
To meet me half way.

All I want is for people to listen.
I just want them to listen.
I want to be heard,
And I don't want to be ignored.
I don't want my feelings to be hurt.

No longer
Do I want to live in this glass box.
All I want is for them
To come back with the key
And let me out.
Even though
I'm still not sure how
I got locked in here in the first place.
But I can't do this alone
Because I'm locked in from the outside
And someone needs to meet me half way
To set me free.

Why will no one save me?
Am I not worth saving?
I used to think I was
Once upon a time
But I haven't had a chance to speak
So I guess I wouldn't really know.
Or I do get to say something,
but I'm not really...heard.

Why won't they hear me?
Why do I need someone else's permission to be heard?
Why can't I have a say in how I'm treated?

I just want to be heard.
I just want someone to unlock my prison of glass.

Please come back.
Don't ignore me.
Don't shut me out.
Don't tune me out.
Don't think you can just walk out on me
And expect me to deal with this
Feeling of loss
And abandonment.

I just want you to come back
And unlock my box
Because I want to be heard
And I think I at least deserve that.