does anybody know?

does anybody know how many times your tears trickle on your face at night... how many times you had to comfort yourself because no one's there... does anybody know how much you hate yourself for being what you are and what you have become... that in every smile that lights up another person's day masks the sadness that tears you up inside... do they know that you want to be listened to, that you want your every word to matter... do they know that your insecurity belittles yourself and that you've wished to be someone else even for a day... does anybody know that your dreams, they may be weird and beyond other people's leagues and understanding, but these are the only reason that keeps you living... do they know that your dreams are made of and for the people you love, and the people you love are the people who hate you... do they know the things you went through, the things you compromised and sacrificed... do they know that in your isolation you feel you are the biggest and the best, that detached from the world you become your you... do they know that sometimes to find the answers to this, all you want to know is if someone really cares... if someone really loves you.