The Overlooked

It’s a shame how I can feel alone and be surrounded

No one understands anything that I’ve propounded

People look at me and only see the outer layer

I’ve been looking for someone to go in deep, but no one’s there

Finally I’ve come to terms with the fact that no one cares

I never ask for much, but God won’t hear my prayers

There’s no release. I’m too broke to buy a drink

And I go nowhere like clicking on a broken link

I try to smile when I want to scream out loud

I want to snap and start stabbing up a crowd

When will you see that I’m no longer a clown?

Are you blind? Don’t you see this constant frown?