The Nameless

June 21, 2010
By Anonymous

You see me
Leaning against a wall.
I see all
I hear your call.

I judge you,
No one gave me the right
You judge me,
Hidden in the darkness of night.

Why do we judge
People misunderstood,
History unknown
Soul hidden beneath wood.

I don’t know you
But I try to look deep
Under the skin

Inside the castles keep.

The preps,
The jocks,
The Goths and punks,
All cliché stereotypes.

Nicknames given
Laughing at jokes
Racial slurs
Slurping at our cokes.

Cringing inside,
Out loud we laugh
We torture ourselves
Are we all daft?

Lost in myself
The tall building leers,
I look around,
Nothing but tears.

Sadness overwhelms
Is it much to bear?
Sirens wailing
Running, hiding, back to my lair.

Is this the purpose of life?
Ghetto slumming
Fast street dancing
City life bumming.

Spill your soul
The end is near
You judged me.
I looked in the mirror.

And I judged myself,
Found what I didn’t want too.
But not alone.

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on Jul. 28 2010 at 2:15 am
lyss--Scifi-lover SILVER, Madera, California
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Favorite Quote:
-Truth Never Grows Old-

It gives a person much to think about inspiring

on Jul. 27 2010 at 5:48 pm
CourtneyLou BRONZE, SLIDELL, Louisiana
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Favorite Quote:
Some would rather be miserable then risk being happy ~Robert Anthony

WOW I absolutely LOVE this !

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