How Do You Tell the World?

how do you tell the world
that you feel like
just another
broken beer bottle
suffocating under the downpour of depression,
forgotten in a lonely alley,
scattered and drowning in the crushing raindrops?

how do you tell the world that 
you 
cant
handle
the only attention that they give you?
the kind that beats you down and bruises you
if only to serve for temporal amusement?

how do you tell the world
that you need love,
that you need hugs,
that you need more than you can accept
from the ones that 
you 
cant 
trust?

how do you tell the world
anything
when you cant be sure you make sense,
when you are uncertain as to whether or not
your timid whisper will reach higher 
than the gum on the shoes of the begger
sitting outside the local corner store?

how do you tell the world
what do you tell the world
can you tell the world
anything?




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would they listen
to someone
who doesnt seem to have any 
selfworth?