I want to scream because nobody hears,

listens,

or cares.

Or do they?

Does anybody know it?

Why won't anybody show it?

Invisible is what I try so hard not to be,

straining,

draining myself of my energy,

as I labor,

but fail,

to express myself.

I utter the words, but there is too much chatter,

too much cackling laughter,

all around me.

Car radios are blaring, drowning out anything

and everything

nearby.

Who can hear anyone else talk?

Couch potatoes turn the TV volume up too loudly also,

making it sadly unnecessary for human interraction.

The world is a shamefully noisy place,

especially when one unfortunate soul

has to scream his lungs out

just to try to make one little opinion

count for something.

And still,

no one can

or wants

to hear him.