A shy lie is what i see,
In the mirror, there it is, me.
A growing soul of nothing much,
The future is not mine to touch.
I'll simply sit, not say a word,
For I know that I can't be heard,
My muffled sounds just pass you by,
My laugh, my plea and then my cry.
I'd like to think somewhere out there,
There hides a life for me to share,
But who knows what my life will bring,
I might not learn a single thing.
I'd sit each day and let time flow,
Not knowing where or when to go,
A life of solitary single hell,
Nothing ever starting well.
But now I'll just remain as me,
And hope that sometime soon I'll see,
A change in life and its intent,
On paying me back for what I've lent.
I tried my best and I've seen it through,
Planned the dreams that won't come true,
Yet still it blocks me from my aims,
And fails to numb my acheing pains.
It seems to me like I'm not here,
And thats the greatest thing i fear,
The fact that this could all be fake,
My life therefore I couldn't take.
Perhaps someday I'll fly away,
To Somewhere safe and there I'll stay,
Nothing to hear and no one to see,
Thats the life I make for me.
So let me say how much I hope,
You all, like me have learnt to cope,
With how things work and what life brings,
The hurt, the pain and the stupid things.
No matter how much we regret,
We cannot simply fail to forget,
The people in this world who die,
And have no chance to aim that high,
Live for today and always stand proud,
Don't be so damn ordinary because its allowed,
Make yourself someone who people recall,
As the person who tried, and gave it their all.