Treasure Island

Kaitlyn Jordan


Alone


I feel alone like a lost dog on the street,
Like nobody cares how i feel,
Or anything about me.

The days go by without a sound
from a persons caring mouth

The wind blows by
the sea is rough
the beach is cold
my life is tough

There is no way out of this dark place
I think i may just run away

Nobody cares i'm all alone
I think i should just take my soul
The wind dies down
the sea is calm
The beach is warm
as i start to fall

Gone forever as you can see
the world seems to be much happier without me.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, April 18, 2013
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