Chapter 1 - How It Kills Me

How it kills me
to just rot away
in the background.
Am I nothing?

Yet a faint smile does
play at my lips,
because at least I
can see others smiling,
though not in my
own prescence.

Once I was just
like they are now.
Nothing could stop
me from being happy.

Now that I
am dead inside,
and I realize that
no one ever has or
ever really will care,
that is why I can
almost smile.

Inside I feel nothing,
not but the dull thud
of mine broken heart.
Life can eeally be
such crap, you know?

Would anyone care
if I just went away?
I think not.
It would be all
that much easier
if I just went away
from all their sights,
so they can smile again.

But I will not,
for I too,
am human.

 

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