Laughter fills the air, the sound of happy children fill my ears. Yet here i stay, waiting, hoping for someone to see more then a small girl sitting in the corner. To see more then a young girl too stuck up to join the crowd. The sky turns darker, the noise grows louder, still i sit here alone. Soon realizing that no one notices you unless you wear a small bikini or run around jumping on or splashing people, i lower my hopes and just wait to go home. Silence surrounds me as i become trapped in my own little world. Pictures of people i use to know cave me in with faces more emotionless than the last. I shrink down like the small mouse i am and begin to feel myself slowly start to disappear into nothing. I am not afraid, for did i not say i wanted to go home.
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PoetryHey guys tell me what u think and just know I'm not telling u to get over it I'm letting u know i care and I've had my fair share of heart breaking life events.
