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little me
all the time i spend alone, with no where to call home
only hoping for a little, and praying for someone to help me
there was a part of me, that was afraid all the time
afraid to be touched, dejection was hard to subvert
cast downward upon the rocky shore, i was in submission
made to become, and yet deep within there was a drive
not a soul had heard it, for if they had even for a moment
they would have crushed its fragile melody, leaving my heart
seeing that deep inside there was someone, waiting with expectancy
if the rain falls on the just, then perhaps my heart deserves more
maybe my thoughts were wrong, and this paragraph was in need of excision
into a place that was not accepted, being different from a normal expectation
still i find that deep within, there is a restless desperation
though if you knew me, you would see in the dim light
the stare of someone who had lost everything, yet had the will to move on
though moving was hardly what was going on, to move... little me
goodbye.
