April 9, 2010
A hidden shade is where I am,
Darkness is what I choose to see,
Rather than the taunting eyes,
Staring straight at me

Pieces are breaking off my heart,
They plummet down , down,
And they shatter, break, like fragile glass,
Under which my thick tears drown

I watch my every breath,
I register my every move,
Making sure I don’t look dumb,
Just wanting them to finally approve

This is the way to live,
When you exist as a nobody,
You wait for that perfect chance,
To finally shout “This is me!”

I wish
I was the one without a frown,
I could be that buddy they laugh with,
The funny one,
The confident one,
Or even the smile they look for when they’re down
I could be the friend they know they can always trust

For now, I have to hold on and plea,
That through these years,
I can still call myself,

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