Darkness

I hide in the corner with
my face covered and tears
streaming down my skin.
My makeup smudges but I
do not notice. I am a ghost
to everyone, people walk by
not noticing anything. The
people are evil, pointing,
and snickering is the only
thing they are used to.

I do not understand what had
begun such madness. My life
is cold and dark like the the
inside of an old cave. I've
wanted to be loved for so long
but nothing will ever change.
The kids don't care, they have
no heart or soul, they are like
robots programed to follow one a
another until all is satisfied.

Why do I stand for such madness?,
I don't know all I do is ignore
and walk outside to head for home,
Today will be the last day, no more
of the people, no one will notice
they will carry on and find another
victim...

Good-Bye

This poem is not true But
I am writing in behalf
of all the people who feel
like this.