They Don't Know

All my thoughts are shut away.
My thoughts, my feelings, my psyche.
Life goes on day by day,
They all stay hidden from me.
I pick them out one by one,
They all go running back.
I try once more but people say
It's attention that I lack.
If only they knew, I've explained it just once,
What's going on in my head.
When I'm in a daze with a glassy eyed gaze
I'm trying to get back ahead.

(I'll accept comments, questions, constructive critisism, u kno- the works :)