Outcast

I ask myself 
What's wrong with me? 
but all i get, 
is what you see. 
I'm stupid, I'm ugly, 
I'm different from you. 
why your opinion may count, 
how it affects me, if you only knew. 
Can't you see my tear-stained cheeks? 
Can't you see that deep down I'm weak? 
You know only one thing, 
I'm just not the same. 
and you dont even bother 
to remember my name. 
you leave me in the dark 
where I only shed tears, 
you've left your own mark, 
like others over the years. 
but you forgot one more thing 
as you left me behind 
I'm still here! I'm here! 
dying in the back of your mind! 
In your eyes, I'm nothing, 
unworthy of your eyes. 
to me, you were something, 
that now makes me die. 

-Neko
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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April 30, 2011 at 2:48 PM
If they make you feel this way it's best not to be near them. BIG HUGS Light & Love
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