Neglect
I can't stand it. I want to scream. Silence just isn't my game. I want to tell you, what I think and feel. But when I try, You push me aside. "Not now,I'm busy." Comes your reply. Lets talk about polotics, or the sky. Lets talk about food, for all I care. Let's just have a conversation, you and I. Before times slips by. Written December 7th, 2001 © on Dec 07 2001 06:11 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"I can't stand it...."