No one understand how I feelThey don't see how much I truly hurt
They just continue to step on me and my feelings
As if I'm emotionless, I'm not
You say mean things to me and don't understand
That it hurts even more, coming from you
Arthur was obviously asleep...or unconscious. A light pink blush had formed on his cheeks, and his breaths were short and quick. He kept on his back, relaxing. A cough forced it's way from his throat but it was smaller and more controlled than his coughing fit earlier.
