The Forgotten One - Poem by Shelbie Hale
You ask who I am
Well, who do you see?
An old friend faded away
Or a distant memory?
Do not concern yourself
Though I have yet to be set free
Is there no one honorable enough
That could help someone like me?
I stand at the end of the hall
Each and every single day
I always look directly at you
Could you be the one to help me find my way?
No one ever walks with me
I have always walked alone
I have no friends to share things with
No place that I belong
So I am just a simple leaf
Drifting through the wind
On a sad and lonely journey
That seemingly has no end
However long it takes
I will always wait for you
To come and lift me from the ground
And help me see things through
So until then I'll keep going
Until I find a place to stand
I've known this many times before
And I know exactly who I am
I am the forgotten one
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