You looked right through me
with clouded eyes,
and I felt something.
It was me, breaking.

Did you
not notice I was standing there?
Did you
happen to forget
that I existed?
Do you
just not care anymore?
Regrettably, I still do.

Every word you said,
someone else listened
with intent ears.
But I, I stood cracking,
my ears ringing.
Ignored.

Press RESTART
before it's too late,
and I repeat.
Hit on the head,
knocked down,
by nothing at all.

Your sugar-coated words
get my sweet tooth every time.
This feeling I have
won't wear out
and leave me alone.
Can I leave it at the corner?

Will you stop looking past me?
I can see you don't care anymore.
I know because I'm not overlooking you,
and my ears still ring.

I'm susceptible
to hopelessness.
It calls my name when
I don't want to believe,
so I can believe.
Even if that something
doesn't exist.