Unwanted
Unseen to the naked eye,
Never known to exist, hence the lonely cry.
Willingly ignored by these peers of mine,
Always brought down, teased, and denied.
Noticed by no one, thought of as a nerd,
Time and time again I scream, but my voice goes unheard
Ego has no meaning to me, at the thought I wouldn’t dare,
Desperately in need of help I ask "does anybody care?"
poeticangel commented on Unwanted
09-19-2009
09/19/2009
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Futile | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| Unwanted | 1 | 09/19/2009 |
| Time Is Going To Tell It | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| The Lonely Cry | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| Let Me Ask U Sumthin | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| A Smile And A Little Sweet Talk | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| Girl With The Curls | 2 | 09/19/2009 |
| Rambling Through Thought: A Consistant Trail Of The ADD Mind | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
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