Thursday, February 23, 2012

Faceless

I walk through the halls
Blank face, ghost-like
Unseen by many
Unheard by all
In need of attention
That was never earned
A cry for help to all
A plea for what I lacked
They will remember me
My thoughts on it
Clear as a window pane
They will feel this pain
My emptiness inside
Will not be felt by any
And I will not be missed
As the chair slips
And the noose tightens
Many mourn my passing
I misunderstood everyone
I was adored, cherished
But now it is too late
As my eyes close forever
And I leave a bright world

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