Author: Aleejay PM
What is invisible? Is beauty?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 226 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Published: 07-16-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2391012
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I am far from becoming what they are.
I do not think I will ever try.
But the way they continuously analyze me
Makes me want to collapse and die.
Alone I stare into walls of reflection
I gaze waiting with passion and full of heart
But in the presence of beauty and elegance
I run the race that never starts.
And here they come across me
Poking me with sharp terms
The daggers strike the front of my soul
This lesson I'll never learn.
They hate the way I dress
They hate the way I speak
There is never perfection seen by them
For I am not strong, but weak.
There is not a way to tell
No way to translate my lack of spark
I was never an amazing creature
I kept hiding in the dark
Here I'll stay, I'll be away
This world they create it's pure outstanding
They made me dislike my qualities
They never strived on understanding
I'm the one to be out first
I'll be the one to run across the sky
If beauty was a told promise
I would know it was a lie.
They will thump me harder and harder
The light I'll see becomes darker
I have no way to express light
This is life through my sight.