Isn’t it said that all that matters is Relationships with people The wonder of bonds... Yet now the more I walk closer More I grow up The more I feel It hurts.. It aches... Why would the people I used to admire become so ruthless How come they flaunt me like I'm nothing Insult me like I'm not a person Wouldn't they ever consider my feelings No wonder my heart bleeds when I see them. And out of nowhere they become sweet.. As if nothing happened As if it was all me... Maybe it was actually me making an issue of nothing.. Yeah it was me... Akkhhh! The blood spills The pain engulfs It's hard to breathe I hold my tears not wanting to cry.. The wound that I stitched again and again Is now open.... Now the more I try to talk from afar The more I'm dragged The more I'm stepped on The more I bleed And the irony is my parents's teachings - Even if I die, you can’t say anything back...