Rachael LoudFingers

Rotting Existance

She trieds so hard to fit in with all the others
They don't pay attention to her screaming words
They don't consider her...Shes not there
She sits alone, on her pretend throne
She cries inside, they don't care whats on her mind
She gazes down, with her fake gold grown
They don't ecknowledge her...Shes not here

Hello Miss Invisible
Heres your crown, Heres your throne
You can speak but we won't hear you
Heres your trophy so fatal and cold
You can yell but we won't fear you

Your words are like a pin, as it hits the ground
Silence is all we hear, your nothing but a faint sound
your existance is like a dinosour
Your soul to us is extinct, so what are you here for?
She bears so tall, yet shes so small
She screams so loud yet makes no sound
Shes none existant, they don't see her
She's not vital, they won't hear her

Hello Miss Invisible
Heres your crown, Heres your throne
You can speak but we won't hear you
Heres your trophy so fatal and cold
You can yell but we won't fear you

Even when its over, the confusion has finally eased
They aren't satisfied, she isn't pleased
She still sits there on her golden throne
And she will sit there all alone

Goodbye, Miss Invisible
We won't miss you

Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 20, 2008
Poem Edited: Thursday, March 20, 2008

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Comments about Rotting Existance by Rachael LoudFingers

  • Claire Lang (3/30/2010 3:39:00 PM)

    that's a great poem, i wish i could write that well! ! !

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  • Blue Eyes (9/27/2008 8:44:00 AM)

    what a wonderful poem.its deep and touching.i am really moved.

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