My World
There's nothing to do in my life.
I'm just an outsider looking in
Walking around trying to be happy.
Empty of thoughts
I'm in my own world.
Confused and alone.
I have to keep silent to survive
I'm not questioned.
I just exist
in my own little world.
Copyright © Michelle Mcdermin | Year Posted 2008
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