Oblivious

If I were to scream in your face,
Would you hear me?
Would you notice?
Would you even care?
Did you see the blood?
Or were you Really that oblivious?
Sometimes I hate you,
Because you make me invisible.
But other times I'm glad,
Because if you don't notice, then what can you do?
All this despair.
The emotions I don't kow how to fix.
Confusion that never ends.
The pain of it all,
The pain that I can't fix,
Because I don't know where it began.