Sunday, February 5, 2012

Regret

Once I stepped on the ground,
I floated.
I could not find a shelter.
No place needs me.
No one needs me.
I am all alone.

Once I looked upon the flashing images in my mind,
I was upset.
No one understands me,
despite all these years.

I am handicapped and a disabled,
although it looks normal outside.
My hearts hurt,
My eyes sore,
My body aches,
I am tired.

So tired.
Pleasing everyone around,
Acting like a clown,
Smiling like an idiot,
I am a fool.

I turn around,
but all my footprints are gone.
I look back,
but there is no one.

I chose,
I choose.

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