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Left outside
Frozen inside, was none of this real?
All I’m left with is this hurt I feel.
Voices I hear are strange to me,
I cannot relate to anyone,
I cannot hate them,
Cannot even get close to them,
Because I’m too far away to ever understand.
Why I feel like this I do not understand.
I feel so alone yet I feel no fear of my solitude,
The moment I step outside of it,
I only yearn to sneak back inside it.
These people around me,
Like a wall that surrounds me,
And all I want to do is knock it down.
If I was left out in the cold,
Would I grow to appreciate the chill?
Or would the frozen air make me ill…
Nearly twenty years and nothing,
I thought by now that I’d be something.
But not a spotlight on my name at all,
No-one in my life who’d stay by my side,
To watch me die, I know I’ll not survive.
Would the breeze even bother to lift my hair,
As I lay outside in the cool night air,
Or would it go straight through me?
To surround these people that never knew me,
And pass me by like every pair of eyes
That never saw me, it must be easier to ignore me,
When I clearly am not going anywhere.
