Just Can't Take It.

I can't take this.
And there's nothing I can do.
I bite until I bleed, and scratch until I scream.
Until I'm nothing but scar after bloody scar.
I'm broken, and it's obvious, and still, nobody notices.
Still, nobody cares.
Because I'm a wall you can abuse, a wall who will listen to your problems,
I'm there when you need me. And I don't even mind it.
I just wish there was something more for me,
and I wish that you would see just how much it kills me.
All I ever wanted was a hand to hold.
All I've ever asked for was to be loved, to be understood.
But nothing works out the way it should.