I screamed in heavy rainfall, hoped they would hear me. Perhaps the thunder was too loud— or maybe... Their ears were filled with rainwater.
I wept in a silent room, hoped they would wipe my tears. Perhaps I didn’t weep loud enough— or maybe... They built walls where windows should have been.
Sometimes its worse when you got no one to understand you, you'll feel like a ghost no one can see you even though you r sitting with them.