They drew the curtains up and fell in line
swayed slowly to the music so old in time...
I stumbled upon the stage of trepidation-
falling-tripping; fumbling my...
I spend a lot of time
Sitting listless on this shelf...
I can withstand
the ill words...
I'm just barely alive,
But almost dead inside...
I've watched her for years now,
struggling to fly with broken wings...
There was silence in a darkened, still
the calmer I became the more anxiety screamed...
I do not miss you anymore,
but please tell me...
Can I remind you,
of the tears I wiped away...
The tears streamed from her eyes
As she fell down to the floor...
You would never be able to tell,
The secret that she hides...
My heart cries with floods of pain
Life is filled with so much rain...