Boredem, 15 minutes spare time.

What is to be expected?
With a dream, a hope, a wish....
None of which come into reality.
Of when hearts go beating simply to pass time,
When you wake up to face a day, you know will
drone on like every other.
With people, asking, talking, but not caring,
listening, complying but not understanding.
Or better still, not wanting to try.
When theres no more, then a flicker of
difference in someones fake smile, to know that
theyre actually taking you seriously.
When lies are told, the truth questioned,
and reason to believe hushed away.
When your thoughts and oppinons are not
bothered with, or taken into perspective.
When they dont know let alone care,
and dont wish to understnad you,
when people turn away from your disapeared smile,
without a second glance.
When your soul is screaming just to tell you your alive.
And when you sit there and wonder....why bother..
When you cant take it anymore, and hold your breahte just to
keep the peace, or hold your head in your hands to stop yourself from crying,
When you think theres nothing left...I'll be there.