The thoughts inside my head are often ignored, but other people think that their thoughts should be the center of attention.

  I try to show love when nobody loves me.

  I hold my tears in when trying to dry the tears of others.

  I would do anything for someone to keep them from taking their life, but no one would take a second glance if I took my own.

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  I have spent hours mending people's hearts while my own goes bleeding unnoticed.

  I would be accepting of whatever people believe or feel, but people look down upon my thoughts and feelings.

  I strive to look for those who are hurting inside, but I walk through the halls being ignored, unnoticed.

  There is someone hurting so do your part to love everyone because someone may be feeling unloved.