August 25, 2010

 

hope filled & bright eyed

knowing the good coming my way

 

could an enemy have hurt me more

than you

who by forgetting

me

call me nothing

 

at least the bully knows

I’m something

 

all I wanted

was to feel special for a single afternoon

it was a long time coming

will never come again

but hope failed, good never came

 

and now I weep