why are so many people
f o r g o t t e n
why am i forgotten
why does no one remember
"oh yeah,"
"what's your name again?"
"that's the first time i've ever heard you speak,"
i've been right before
your eyes
for so long
and yet you never notice
humans talk so often
that they forget
how precious it is to speak
and that words
don't matter if no one
hears them
listen
look
don't forget
we are still here
no matter how often
you forget about us
please
i've been forgotten
and invisible
too many times
and i can't stand it
maybe one day i'll have
my revenge
and you'll be sorry
you never noticed me
that you thought i
would never amount to anything
maybe one day i'll become
the monster you made me into
YOU ARE READING
Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
