The last tear falls
From my now dried up eyes
Crashing to the floor
Its the last of my goodbyes
Im stopping this pain
But its just so hard
I think its the luck of the draw
I drew the wild card
Take a look
At my shadow nearby
Maybe if it wasnt so crooked
Id have something to live by
But Im standing straight and tall
And still not fully grown
So I have time left
To show the world what Ive been shown
**i thought that this was one of the most interesting poems ive written...and i hope you get the meaning of it...and enjoy...**
