I can hear the voices,
They talk about me.
Who I am,
Why I am,
Why they don't want me,
Why I am nothing,
Why I'm not worth it.

I can feel the eyes,
They stare at me,
Who are you?
Why are you?
We don't want you,
You're nothing,
You're not worth it.

I can feel their touch,
Ice and hard,
I cry my tears,
They let them flow.
They don't comfort me,
They don't care.
Who are they?
I don't know.
I don't want to know.

By Siobhan
Date: 29/5/2004