Not All is Lost: A Poem Collection

All That Glitters...

All That Glitters...

The others, they have talents and their "thing",

Yet I do not know what I am doing.

They spew words of encouragement, complements, and congratulations out of their mouth

Do they realize it has no affect on this drifting, sorrowful, girl?

No need, no purpose, no anything.

They tell me I'm smart, I'm pretty, I can sing.

Even if it were true, it's not like there is anyone who's noticing.

Why was I the unfortunate one who had to live a life such as this one?

Most would say it really is not that bad...

How would they like to live a life where everything important to you is missing?

I have no special talent, I'm no better than the others.

Why are they so convinced I am?

Perhaps if they had a chance to live this life, they would realize it is not as wonderful as it all seems.

The glittering surface is so very deceiving.