This is MINE, it belongs to me, so don't you dare try to steal it.
I don't know much about this life
But I know it will never change
I live life the way I see it
But to all others I'm strange.
A whisper in the wind
A cry in the dark
Just a mysterious child
Passing through a world that is so stark*
Don't look my way
I'm just passing through
Don't ask me where I'm heading
For I have no clue
Small and alone
Emotionless with shame
The beginning's like the end.
Different, but always the same.
Things could have been different
But now it's too late
I've been fading away for awhile now
Some could say that this was my fate.
You try and find a word that rhymes better with "dark". "And then I forgot where to park." That really works with the poem.