always herd the whispering as I strolled on down the halls,
though I pretended not to notice, I saw the writings on the walls.
I saw all the looks, caught all the glances,
If only they had given me just a couple chances.
Though they dont know it, they've left scars on me,
but not that kind of scars that anyone can see,
they always put me down,
and shoved me all around.
They always whispered in eachothers ears,
all the things they didn't want me to hear.
I was the one always left alone,
but now its my time to go home.
And as I fall into eternal sleep,
Don't you dare for me start to weep.
I have one last thing to say,
as I start to drift away,
In this world I can no longer stay,
Cause tis time for all this pain to go away.
Theresa Kimberley Wideawake
Copyright ©2009 Theresa Kimberley Wideawake
