it's a really hard feeling to comprehend.

and i wouldn't expect you to understand.

it's like all the days just sort of blend.

when you're alone with a group of people you call friends.

you sit and you listen but they all seem tall.

the bottom of the chain that's where you fall.

being neglected & used like a children's play doll.

but i guess that's what happens when you're not involved.

i just sort of wish they'd take my call.

as i sit here alone looking at the neverending wall.




© Miele Ann