falling apart

I talk to myself when I'm lonely
Talk to myself when I am alone
I talk to myself all day
Never get any answers that way

I feel like no-one ever listens
And if they do then they don't even care
Ever had a voice so small
It's like you're not really talking at all

The end of it all

It's a knife deep inside
Your smile keeps it twisting
They're wounds I can't hide
And scars that are glistening
I've tried being the good girl
All quiet and meek
But all that has taught me
Is the answers I seek
Are not found in your arms
Or in meaningless gestures
But the words gone unspoken
And the silence that festers