Just one hand

I'm just a girl
Trapped in the loudness
Of her own thoughts,
Drowning in the pain,
Screaming for help,
Begging for mercy.
But nobody helps me,
Cause they don't know me.
They don't understand me,
Not that they even try to.
And the funniest part is
What I really want is
Just one hand
To catch me if I start falling,
To get me up when I fall
Or just
To hold me tight
When I'm about to break.

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This would be my second poem, which I wrote the same night as the previous one. Well, I actually wrote few poems that night. But 'till next time...