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by chris johnson Oct 18, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The one unnoticed Sitting in the back Why is he unnoticed? What does he lack? Staying by himself Sitting all alone No one notices his meek voice And examples are never shown The one without a two Sitting just him and his chair When he even tries to talk There’s no one to care He expresses himself Just as much as he can All he wants to be Is a well respected young man There is much going on In the young mans life The one can feel And he is already full of strife Not knowing what to do He takes the last resort He goes and shoots up his school Then sentenced to life by a court All this from being ignored Does seem a little much But what if he found the right girl Then his soul might have been touched
by stephanie
awwwwww!!!!!Chris that was soooooo sweet !!!!! youre such a good writer !!I love your work!
by Andrea
wow, great poem!