I'm an outcast
Just like the past
Sitting in the corner,
Thinking what to utter.
Silence is what I like,
Don't want voices like a mic
So don't shout or yell,
Or I'll bring you to hell.
Emptiness filled my heart,
Like I'll never be a part
Bounded by a wall,
Seems like I don't have a role.
Like a forgotten soul,
In a deep black hole
Hoping to be noticed by all
That's what I want, before the end of the world.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA compilation of poetries made by me. "You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts." -Kahlil Gibran
