Who

I bleed, I cry
Yet no one ever asks me why

I stand, I fall
Never is there one to call

I hope, I fail
Am I really that stale

I wonder, I dream
Nothing more than a silent scream

I love, I hurt
Always putting me in the dirt

I want, I ask
To acknowledge me seems a task

I walk, I fade
The sacrifices have been made

All the things that I ever desired
You have and waste what I admired

All the needs I ever wanted
You trash and wave like something flaunted

If you could only see the things you do
You would realize that I am person too