A misunderstood creature wants to be heard...


They make me into nothing--
nothing substantial,
nothing sane.

I am begging the wind
to ruffle me,
to throw me away.

And then they siphon me
into the cauldron
along with the other thoughts.

Now my shadow's gone,
off to
nowhere in particular.

And I'm
merely a shell
without my pearl.

They're hating me now.
It's simple really,
I'm not like them.

Please review; even if it's a couple words, I'd really appreciate it. Thanks! ^_^