• Script •
A world.
Full of people with assigned roles which fit like gloves.
Where's my script?
Am I not one of the characters?
Looking around, seeing everyone read their lines, play their part.
Disappointed.
Disappointment.
Is this my purpose?
Am I merely
A prop?
I fade into the background.
No one pays attention
To the outsider.
YOU ARE READING
Have faith
Poetry"Some words I wrote." • A glance in the mind of a seemingly ordinary girl • •*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~•*~• •Ranked• #1 : Escapril #4 : Poëzie #791: Poemcollection #616: Poesia
