All I hear is myself screaming. Running up to every stranger, shaking them by their arms just begging to be heard.

It’s as if no sound is coming from my mouth at all, because they all talk over me blatantly ignoring my feelings, my thoughts, my opinions – Treating it as though, they don’t matter. Treating me as if their feelings were more important than mine.

Suddenly, I’ve gone from a one-on-one into a scene, a scene where I am being pushed to the back of a group of people as a spotlight display lands on them.

Inside of the shadows, I have two options. Either I beg one person for attention or I allow the loneliness to consume me, because my time in the spotlight will never come.