Screamed her pain.

I'm tired and I'm a basket case of pity.
Don't look at me.
Don't talk at me.
You can't see me.


I want to close my eyes and invade in my inner city.
Don't dare wake me.
Please hold onto me…
No… you can't see me.


Yes you do see me…
I'm so blind that I'm chaotic.
Wake me! Embrace me! Please!
Can you really see me?


I do want to go to bed.
I'm so weary…
Hold me please…
Notice me…


No.
You can't see me…
Don't mock me…
Please help me…


I won't be able to speak of logic.
I am emotional.
I can't feel me.
I can't hear me.


Please…
Look at me…
Don't fret, and just hold me.
Please… even though… we can't see me.