No one seems to hear my words,
No one seems to care.
They continue to twitter and chat like birds,
Ignoring the things I share.
When I talk to my good friends,
Listening is not an option.
To them, my thoughts are at their ends,
Only theirs are for adoption.
When I try to repeat events,
To make good conversation,
People scorn at the contents,
Causing mutual aggravation.
Whilst good friends should not claim
Absolute and blind devotion.
This makes me feel hurt and lame,
Still, I listen to their emotion.
They are ignorant of how I feel,
Oblivious to my strife.
I'd better get used to this crude deal,
Disregard is now my life.