Unknown

I am unknown. People see my smiling face and big, bright eyes. They wonder and watch, but do not see the sorrow that lies within me. It is hard for a girl to see her friends move along when she falls behind. People don't understand how a girl who has seen a baby's first words and an old woman's last could wake up in the morning and fall asleep at night. She is alone, and I am unknown. The secrets that I keep poisen the blood in my veins. Everyday a peice of me fades away and soon I shall no longer be. But still I wonder why the sky is blue, and still I dream that one day I shall have a name. I cry when a heart is broken and shame the one who has brought pain. Life is long, tough, and unfair at times. But I hope one day to fully liveand be rid of my pain and sorrow. To be the girl people know me to be and finally to be called a name that does not bring pain. Until that day I still remain. I am unknown.