Not heard

Fri, 07/31/2020 - 01:32 -- Pig pig

I want to be heard

I yell, scream, but I'm never heard.

I cry

I scream more

And yell until 

My throat hurts.

The only way to be heard is pain.

Hurt others to be heard.

Hurt yourself to be heard.

To be heard is to be hated.

And criticized

And hurt

And possibly killed

and I don't want to be that way

Just hurt.

And hurt.

No one can be heard until the world gets a taste of what they are doing to you!

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Pig pig

My poem takes a little reading into, but I just want for people to listen!

I can't say that they made my try to suicide twice. Because no one can listen for long enough to hear it.

Thank you for reading! I just want to be heard, so here you go!

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