What You Will Never See
I’m just sitting and watching
All the people that pass near my life
A truth so true it sickens me
Not one of you know me
Just dust in the wind passing by gently
Unnoticed, ineffective or perhaps uncaring
The loneliness that pores from my eyes
Perhaps this loneliness that is me
No I can’t not lie
Not to you and not to my self
This loneness is me
IV done it so long
Aced every test
Graduated with honors
But with out any friends
An addiction with no drug to consume
A black sheep, failure and freak
All labels that “define” me
Labels were meant for cloths
But that douse not stop the harshness of the words
Ill never be what you want me to be
Ill never be able to rise above this steaming pile of *****I site a pone
So state at me till I see and look away as if it couldn’t be
Laugh at my expense when you believe i'm out of hearing rang
Bruise my body when you think i’m too week to fight back
In the end though your words may sting and fist make me bleed
You can not really hurt me
You will never be close enough to see me
Because like all things you only pass near by
Never stopping to ponder why
Never stopping to see the truth that is so blatent to find
Copyright © Erica Szabo | Year Posted 2012
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