She sits and stairs blankly at what seems to be a wall.. The room so black, filled with silence.. nothing is heard not even her tears that fall to the floor.. She cant figure out what she has done wrong, why others turn away, why others give her hopes only to smash her dreams.. Her life seems so empty, as if there was nothing there at all.. As if she was a shadow inside the silent room, as if when someone finally sees the light she quickly fades away, becomes nothing, just been washed away.. All her life she sits in darkness, waiting for her time to come, but as one day passes another comes, but not once is it her time.. her heart trys to heal, she allows others in, she tells herself not to, yet she cant turn them away.. She wants to be there for anyone in need, she wants to care for everyone who is without.. but all she ever wanted was to be needed in return to be loved, and cherished and cared for by those she has allowed in.. "What is so wrong with me?" she asks.. her head held low.. in a quiet voice her last few words she says "If the shadows are what they see me as then the shadows are what ill be"
