Unseen
As a child I was always in the shadows,
Only to be seen for something I was not.
Slouching low for fear that I'd be seen.
I planned it all, I planned my plot.
Day by day
Step by step
I'll live my life "my" way
Without a second thought.
Now a days i'm wondering what happened
To that promise, that one true plot.
I'm not only still in the shadows,
I'm in the complete dark a lot.
Copyright © Melissa Walton | Year Posted 2008
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