The Forgotten

by Love is a Beautiful Thing   Jun 13, 2008


I'm sitting here alone in the world of the forgotten,
Nobody knows who I am,
I try to talk,but nobody hears,
I scream at the top of my lungs, still no reply,
I sit alone in solitude,
In the end, it all comes down to apathy

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  • 16 years ago

    by AnCi

    Simply amazing! =) LOVE your poems that are written straight from the heart!

  • 17 years ago

    by VSambulance

    It's almost like you think of something.. come to a conclusion.. then write about it.
    But, you do tell the truth.

  • 17 years ago

    by Sweetdream

    Sharp, to the point and exactly how being in solitude would feel in real life...very nice

  • 17 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    Short and very sad ... very emotional....
    good job done..

  • 17 years ago

    by nobody truly knows me

    Very short, but you said so much. i loved this. excellent job.

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