Lower End Poem by Steven Harris

I'm at the lower end of everything
i'm at the bottom of the barrel
i stay silent and i don't let my head reach above the water
i sit low and i don't allow myself to stand up
i'm at the lower end of it all
hid away behind a vail
laughed at if i poke my head out
judged if they ask why i stay behind the curtain
i'm silent
i'm quiet
and i'm bored
i'm too bored of staying behind this layer
i'm bored of sitting at the bottom of the staires
i'd like to walk up and reach the top
let my head come out of the top window and shout
but i cant
too scared and too worried about it
worried weather i can do it
worried weather i would be alowed to do it
so i'm just going to sit here at the bottom
sit at the bottom of the barrel
the lower end of everything
let everyone else get noticed
let everyone else have all the problems
under the rock is more comfortable than out there in the open
lets stay here and relax
let the sun go down without me watching it
lets keep my voice from the worries.