One

Calling out to be heard only to be blind. Reaching for a helping hand
only to get it smacked away.

I sway to the music as they call me a devils advocate. I'm wating to wake up.
Friendship is so blind haven't you heard? Thats the only stupid thing left
in this world.

Never even in the right place to help but I'm screaming to you.
As I am screaming to you, you walk away and say no more, while
you forget everything I done and all my open doors.

Its always been one. One sided, one person, one call.
Ruins it all.

I've hated life, but I'm holding on. Holding on to a string that is laughing
in my face about to break and take what I had and all my innocence ruptures
into a pile of black. The expiration date came so fast.

Can I call or will I lose it all? Will I lose it all when the knife is in my hand
saying ,"Risk it all."

I am deaf haven't you heard?
This is the story about a girl who was always given the second word.