Is it too much?

there I lay crying. screaming and calling for help but there was nobody that hurt my cries and screams for help. for the world was too busy with their own needs that the needs of the ones crying for help could not be hurt. another day came again but I felt to cry but the tears wouldn't come out they were stuck halfway. there was another day that seemed like the whole world came to an end but it wasn't quite the end. A week past where all my emotions were mixed up when I didn't know what it was like to feel love,pain or to be angry. I forgot what it was like to be happy or sad. the years passed quickly nothing changed. People came and they went friends were here and there still I was here asking myself where the time on Earth went? I got to hear from people that I was wicked and that I was going no where with my style of living but look at me now Look at the time where it was and where it's going. Time flies very fast let's say too fast. I was yelled at and blamed for things I didn't do it's still going on like that but I'm used to it, it seems like I spoke too much but it's never too much but one day it will be when we look back to it.