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by I am begining to think it is not worth loving you Mar 14, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
The forgotten I am the forgotten dead I am full of loneliness I am drifting away To the nothingness inside of me I am lifeless I am a deaf person That is ignored I have been emptied Of whom I used to be I am the last fall leaf Falling from the tree I am the child that’s Screams are left unheard I am the plane That didn’t reach Its destination I am a fish In a dried up river I am the rain drop As it hit a puddle On the ground I am the old woman That needs help Carrying her groceries Across the busy street I am a snowflake That melts in the Palm of your hand Into water To never be seen again