April 17, 2009
By a-scene GOLD, North Charleston, South Carolina
a-scene GOLD, North Charleston, South Carolina
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Nobody understands,
I’m always the first to fall
And the last to rise.
I try and stand strong
As words are spoken
As people lie,
As time drifts on…
I gain the weight of my world
And my shoulders sink,
Thoughts crush them inward.

Everything falls on me.
I crash down into my own
Twisted reality.
Having to fend for myself
And stay sane.

Again I am the first
To venture into the unknown

No one understands,
The pain this causes
How frightening,
Being alone
Really is.

They don’t seem to care,
They don’t try and help me up.
They don’t’ understand
I must be speaking another language
They don’t hear me,
They don’t understand my logic,
My words, my thought.
They go on,
As if nothing is wrong.

Why wouldn’t they?
Their lives are fine.
Why should mine affect theirs?

As time goes on
I fix the problems with myself,
By myself.
Then they fall.

I understand,
I’ve been there.
I help,
Because I care.
I’m the ungrateful one.

What more do you want?
What more can I give?
How long till you understand?

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