Shadow Of Sorrow

He is walking home from school all by himself, no one around, all alone
nobody really notices him they don't hear his cries they don't hear his moans.
His mind completely boggled,"Why doesnt anyone feel compassion or even an ounce of care."
no hellos, no goodbyes, hugs, kisses, or love to be shared.
He has but one friend, this friend not in his classes or on a team but in his head
although not real this friend doesn't see right through him, no mean words has he to be said.
When thinking about life he shakes his head and looks to the ground
he knows he should be the one in the endzone or president of his class but nobody sees him as profound
He has talent in sports, he does well on his tests and is a good guy
but the world shallow as it is has made him feel useless, not a soul who cares he wishes to die.
But still he goes along with life never really talking to anyone not making anything of it
even though following him is that feeling so incredibly far in a dark hole the never ending pit.
Wanting more pleading for something else he doesn't know what to do or where to turn
but still in his highest point of need no one was there, nobody had one thought of consern.
So he sits and thinks of how his life could have been alone in the darkness of his room
wondering why he couldn't have a life of joy and wondering why he was left with one of doom.
Crying, weeping, and screaming knowing nothing will change or be different tomorrow
he sits alone in the corner of his room in a shadow of sorrow.