Unoticed

I stick to the side,
Avoiding the massive crowd,
Unoticed to them.

Holding a small dream,
In the middle of my heart,
Encased in my blood.

I have my blood spilt,
My dream is being distroyed,
Finally you see.

I want to be loved,
To be noticed by people,
To be accepted.

But its way to late,
My blood has been drained from me,
Covering the rock.

Could you have saved me?
Could you have accepted me?
Could you have loved me?