Screams Unheard by Alice Minguez from Wisconsin United States

What starts as a crutch
Escalates to compulsion
Because it can never be too much
When you’re never good enough

A face ain’t reflected in that sharp, shiny blade
‘Til it’s dripping bright, cherry red tears
Yet still invisible to the rowdy crowd
Stand still; it might even seem to disappear

Silent screams might be the loudest
But even if that’s true
It’s the screams unheard
That should really get you worried

The ones who laugh and smile
Or hide out zen-like in the back
You can never really know
Whose screams are going unheard

It’s a lonely place to be
Lungs worked to exhaustion
Thinking, “How much louder I gotta be
For someone to finally hear me?”

Unseen agony and unheard screams
If attention’s all it takes, then why ain’t they being seen?

Unseen agony and unheard screams
(‘Cause what starts as a crutch escalates to compulsion)
If attention’s all it takes, then why ain’t they being seen?

Silent screams might be loudest
But even if that’s true
It’s the screams unheard
That should really get you worried