Voices of the Unheard

Blackboard Jibber

[Blackboard jibber]

Thoughts often evaporate on the back burning.

Yet being carefree enough to disappear seems quite appealing.

The dealing of which ones emotional guts are spilling..

The "willing" of another's feeling.

Windy but far from chilling.

Just enough warmth for whispers to roam in between.

Tell me this isn't happening to me..

The broken mess of a puddle which hangs downstairs.

The little girl who fell and was forgotten.

Down a well..

Oh well.

Irony often does its job quite well.

No long can I tell.

Long curly soft hair..

Sad face.

Sad girl.

"Oh well."

"How swell."

Said the forgotten girl down the well. 

- Mello sakia