Saturday, October 22, 2005

IGNORANCE

Sitting at a table with those strangers
Talking to each others
Not even looking at me
Sometimes I feel empty
It’s not that I care
A few words to them I don’t dare
It’s just a waste of time
And I hate wasting my precious time
I don’t want to bother
Anyway it doesn’t matter
You think you know me
But you don’t know a single thing about the ‘real me’
It’s fine that way
I wouldn’t want you to know anyway
I’m invisible
Not noticeable
If I try to say something
They just keep ignoring
That’s the reason why I don’t bother talking
As they only make me feel like I’m nothingAnd it’s like that everyday !

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