Getting Through?

I yell and shout And plead and beg But nothing gets through your head. So, nothing heard Nothing said- Oh, suddenly you want to hear me now? Interpret it how you please Blame an attitude Or wanting attention But either way you're mistaken. You'll never guess my true intention. What's the point in speaking, When no one is ever hearing? None. That's what. And even if I please to speak The one I choose will not Put my words into effect. My complaints with an easy fix Cannot be solved By me. I need the one hand That'll never reach out towards me. My words fly by The dodging eye. There's nothing I can do But accept my reoccurring loss. What's the point in raising the tension? When no one's even paying attention?