a little poem I wrote...enjoy

[booetty]

Your like the rotting mold
in the bottom of the glass
Ignored
unimportant
You are like the unsharpened pencil
without a sharpener
incomplete
Your the old book on the shelf
that no one reads
left alone
I bet your pages
will start to bleed
The geek in your science class
that no one knows
so alone
your so alone
You will say things and no one
hears except for me
except except for me
Nothing special
people say
not important
not "cool"
label them all
they'll label YOU too
Ripped to shreds
you sit alone
wondering where is your home
when theres no where to go...
I'm here