They're not taking notice. They just aren't seeing what's right infront of them, waving her arms, screaming for attention.
Screaming for help.
Instead, oh no. Instead, they carry on with their lives. They carry on with what they do, they carry on pretending like nothing's wrong. They ignore her requests. They ignore her wants - No, her needs.
Let's all just ignore her. She'll be fine, right? I mean, the reason she's being like this is only because we've been ignoring her lately. She'll get over it.
She won't be fine.
She is ignored.
She won't get over it. It isn't that simple.
As they fade away, the others creep closer.
Dark figures. Evil figures. They're crawling, they're creeping. They're drilling their sharp, painful teeth into her flesh.
They are the ones who make her eyes spill.
They are the ones her stole her smile.
But, they are the ones who triggered it. They are who released the beasts. They pushed the button, and unleashed all hell.
She's a hippocryte, yes, but why? Why is she like that?
She's a hippocryte because she thinks, she knows, that nobody else can feel what she feels.
She wants them to feel it. She wants them to suffer.
She wants them to stop making jokes, she wants them to grasp the real meaning, and use it seriously.
She wants them to listen to her, and by annoying them, it appears to be the only way to grasp their attention.
That's when they listen. They listen to pick out the faults in her words, listen for a weak spot in her arguement.
But it's good enough. They're listening at last. It might not be helping her, but, they're listening. It feels good. It feels nice.
And yet, nobody knows.
Nobody believes her. They cover her truth with lies. They mask her cry for help with hope.
The simple hope, the simple wish, that this all just goes away.
Please, just go away. She wants you to go away.
She wants you to stay.
It's so odd. She's never wanted a feeling, a something, to go away as much as She has just now.
And yet, at the same time, she just wants it to stay. She wants it to envelope her in a casing that's labeled 'NO ESCAPE.'
She wants it to lock her away. Steal it all.
She wants it to never end.
But, the more she wants this, the more she wants it to end. She wants to plant bombs on the casing, and walk away with a proud smile on her face.
She wants to do what it tells her to. What it urges her to do.
What would they say?
What would they, who are to blame, say? Would they feel guilty? Would they blame themselves? Would they finally get her the help she wants?
The help she needs?