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I feel trapped within this cold, black world
It constantly ignores me, alienates me for who I am.
Yet as I walk aimlessly through this depressing plane,
My cries for help go un-heard.
Yet I still call out for somthing, anything to guide me
For I feel as throgh I am drowning.
Drowning in my own sorrow, my own depression,my own remorse
I try, oh how i try that one last time, to get somone to notice me
"Help" I call "Will somone help me through this forlorn world?"
I wait...and I wait...and I wait...
The drained, yet familiar silence, meets my ears.
So I just watch the weary world walk by, neglected once more...
I feel trapped within this cold, black world
It constantly ignores me, alienates me for who I am.
Yet as I walk aimlessly through this depressing plane,
My cries for help go un-heard.
Yet I still call out for somthing, anything to guide me
For I feel as throgh I am drowning.
Drowning in my own sorrow, my own depression,my own remorse
I try, oh how i try that one last time, to get somone to notice me
"Help" I call "Will somone help me through this forlorn world?"
I wait...and I wait...and I wait...
The drained, yet familiar silence, meets my ears.
So I just watch the weary world walk by, neglected once more...
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just a revamped poem from school. I felt....'emotionless'...at the time. & life's like that,isn't it?
If I find this somewhere else,I WILL HUNT THEM DOWN,& SHOW NO MERCY
If I find this somewhere else,I WILL HUNT THEM DOWN,& SHOW NO MERCY
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I like it, it's kind of...emo, yet, I like it. heh