Rejection/Outcast

Thunder clashes Rain pours Lightning flashes Sitting here depressed Holding this box of matches Just sit and watch how A body burns to ashes Watch the blood flow as the wall and his head bashes To his funeral People come by the masses Then they raced To see who could leave the fastest No one showing his memory respect Heaven or Hell No one cared what came next He could never get a friend Yes he was seen as a reject He is not dead physically No he is dead emotionally The funeral was him being made fun of He lost is soul to the mourning dove Never shown the true emotion of love Goes on and on Praying to the sky above Remembering all the times he's been pushed and shoved He is all alone in this world Nobody seems to care He can't breathe Suffocating from lack of air No one knows what he sees No one knows what he can be No one sees that he is me