I Do Not Own Phantom Of The Opera

Another poem for English class. It's about Erik, but also applies to myself. I got the idea from the new scene on the Phantom DVD, "No One Would Listen." I hope you listen-At lest read it.


"No One Would Listen"
Elsa Severijn

No one would listen

So I wrote

So I sang

I learned to live within myself,

learned to make the best of myself

Took up Music as my passion,

took up writing

Sought oneness with myself,

away from the world,

from the people who hurt me

I learned to listen to others,

to be there if they needed me

Or at least pretended to

I never gave my heart,

never meant the things I said-

Not wholly

I lived as a shadow,

Shunned and forgotten,

deemed 'outcast'...'different'...

'Misunderstood'

No one would listen

No one will listen

And I'm still waiting, wishing,

for that person to help me through,

to hear me,

to listen,

to guide me-Hide me

To save me from my solitude

But I feel that day may never come

Or if it does, it's

somewhere out there,

in the gloom,

somewhere beyond my despair

One day I'll rise up and be in the world,

instead of living below the world

Someone will listen,

Someone will care

Someone will hear my heart...


There you have it. I'm sure there are other poems in my mind, just waiting to be written down, even if they're not that great!

O.G.