*Still bored and staring at my iPod screen, so here's another one:
Everybody walks right on by
Everybody raises their voices to be heard
Shuffles closer to be included
Whispers to gain power
I am not like everybody
I wait behind, following the group
I withdraw my voice
Which won't be missed
I inch away
So as not to be caught in the middle
Of someone else's spotlight
I patiently wait
I want to know only if my opinion is wanted
Not because I asked first
This is me
Simply me
And I don't want to be like everybody else
Even though it hurts to be me
YOU ARE READING
Too Late: Vol. #2
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I've written and decided to publish. It's the second volume in the series, though it doesn't matter if you've read volume one or not. I'm not sure yet how many volumes I'll make. But this one, like the last, will have 2...