Poetry Blogs (unnoticed)
She cried out for help but no one came,
Once again they ignored her cry.
And now thanks to their deafened ears,
She took her life and choose to die.
She was never really heard or seen,
And still not one person cared.
No one though it would end this way,
No one thought that she would dare.
When they heard this girl was dead,
They all search for a face.
But they find is an empty seat,
Saturday 16th June 2018 8:25 am
Each day I starve
is another day closer to death.
Each day that i'm not loved
is another day i realize
that i am not worthy.
And each day that I'm ignored by others
is another day that I'd rather be dead
than suffering in pain.
Because as I've become
this wandering offspring,
I've become to be invisible
to you and all others.
Cause can't you see
that my light brown hair
has become gr...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:45 am