Monday, September 8, 2014

an old poem

in the corner


why do i have to be the girl in the corner? 
the one thats screaming at the top of her lungs and still 
no one hears 
the girl left behind because shes so insignificant to the 
world 
the girl in the corner 
while everyone else is out having fun 
im sitting in the rain... alone... 
i sit and wonder... why i can't end this miserable fate?
why can't it all just be over?
i watch that girl that everyone loves
and i envy her.
people remember and love her... even with all her flaws
they love her
who remembers me?
no one
i am still alone
while i sit and envy that one girl
if i was beautiful like her maybe people would love me too
but i guess im not worth all that much to this world
so now i sit at night and stain my face with tears
wishing i was that girl

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