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POEM 51 - The Boy Made of Glass
I wish you'd just notice me,
For what I really am,
But all you see is them,
With there wrapped over your back,
There's the one you never speak to,
There's the one that you've just found,
But I'm here right in front of you,
But you can't hear the sound,
The sound of my screams,
The echoes of my cries,
My soul ripping apart each time you see him,
With hearing aid in sight,
I try and get your attention,
But you just look the other way,
You only seem to smile with him,
What is it they used to say?
"Love is in the mind,"
But from me it comes from the heart,
It isn't just a motion through my brain,
It's from my soul, even torn apart.
I watch you stand up for him,
I notice you avoid me a lot,
I hear the rumours of what you two did,
I feel my heart breaking apart.
Again, just a summary of my status lately. Nothing much to say - I'm not in the mood.
 DaleLuck1313 · Sat Jul 26, 2008 @ 07:52pm · 0 Comments |
