On The Other Side

On the other side of my bedroom door,
I sit on my bed
And ponder on the meaning of my existence.

What am I,
But an outsider of this world,
A speck of sand in the Sahara Desert,
Something that doesn't matter;
Someone of little importance.

On the other side of the hallway(s),
I float right by
Without even being noticed;
Like a lost soul forgotten for all eternity.

What am I,
But an outsider of this world,
A drop of water in the Atlantic Ocean,
Something that doesn't matter;
Someone of little importance.

On the other side of my thoughts,
I wonder when the pain will stop,
When the hatred will end,
And when I'll be able to say I'm okay again.

What am I,
But an outsider of this world,
A single dark cloud in the sky,
Something that doesn't matter;
Someone of little importance.

On the other side of my bedroom Door,
I sit on my bed
And think to myself,
"Life seems so much better
On the other side."