Struck A Nerve

Everyday i listen to your silent
struggle.While you seem to be
unaware.Everyday muffled cries
for compassion.While pretending
that, you just don't care i wish
there's something i could do.
Besides sit, idley by.While
everyday notice something new,
and new part of you.And your spirit
slowly dies.Well fight back! Well i
think i just struck a nerve.Why did
you strike that nerve.An object of
love and an object of hatred.
Unfortunately one in the same.This
one problem has been dragging
you down.To places,You've never
been i wish there's something i
could do.Besides sit, idley By.
While everyday notice something
new,and new part of you.And your
spirit slowly dies well fight back!