Inside me I feel alone,
The world still in motion.
People walking, but I’m the only one who has stopped.
I see me and I feel discussed.
...
What my mind thought was once there,
Never was.
The sweet thoughts that swam in my mind,
Is lost.
...
He suddenly looks into my eyes and I feel like he is reading my soul,
MY life story.
Like he finally sees what I see, and feels what I feel.
A simple smile and I feel safe, like no one can touch me.
...
Truth
Inside me I feel alone,
The world still in motion.
People walking, but I’m the only one who has stopped.
I see me and I feel discussed.
I’m not what people want,
I’m as if handicapped, helpless.
I cry yet no one seems to care,
I try to fit in the worlds puzzle, but I seem too different to fit.
I look deep inside myself and there is pain,
New and old still there growing,
Yet no one sees that part of my fairly tale life.
I want the life that these so called humans have,
But they just won’t allow me as myself.
I want to just jump out of this ugly body of mine,
And stop my pretend life and live my true soul.
Till I start moving in motion with the world,
I will curl up as I am now,
Separated.
Vanessa's a great poet, i wish she could do it more often. =)