VAGUELY NIHILISTIC POEM

Everybody listens,
but no one can hear the screaming inside.
Nobody can hear what's actually said,
Everyone is the center of their own universe,
and by the time they figure out the words
we are long cooled by dirt and silence.
No one ever listens to the eyes,
Or looks at the heart,
Or feels the meaning behind our words.
Nobody cares till
We are long cooled by dirt and silence.
Nobody cares till we are dead and it is too late.
Love and empathy do not exist,
There is only self-obsession and self-destruction.
Nobody will ever hear what the eyes try to tell them,
Or listen to what our souls try to say.
Everyone listens, but nobody will ever see
That the more you talk, the greater the silence grows.
Nobody cares till
We are long cooled by dirt and silence.
Nobody cares till we are dead.
Nobody cares.

...I think I may have been pissy when I wrote this poem, but one can never be certain. What I am certain of is that my pronouns are completely uncomplimentary, but I care not!