Ah, just a poem I wrote a while ago when I was feeling down… and right now I feeling down so… enjoy I guess… Actually, I feel like crap…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything… Sonic belongs to Sega. Not me. But this is my poem.
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Sonic was walking along in a warm sunny day. The sun seemed bright until it hid behind a dark thick cloud. Suddenly, an oddly cold, empty wind came along. And floating aimlessly in it was a simple piece of paper. Sonic grabbed the paper curious of what it was about. He began reading and it was to his surprise, a poem…
Forgotten Memory
To be left out,
To be shafted,
To be forgotten,
Not to be remembered,
Barely a memory…
No one pays attention,
To the things I have to say,
Left out in the dark,
Having to find my own way…
In the night I run,
But still not free,
Stuck inside a whirlpool,
I wish they would see…
Sitting here alone,
Alone and forgotten…
Like a shadow,
Always there but not,
I'm just a memory,
That everyone forgot…
When I'm gone,
They'll never know,
Here I am,
Staring out the window…
Wishing that someday,
I could get away,
And like a small shadow,
Living each day…
Sitting here alone,
Alone and forgotten…
A memory I always am and always will,
Weighting in the dark,
If someone needs me,
Though I seem to leave no mark…
No one listens to me,
I'm always ignored,
No one listens to my plea,
To be herd once more…
Forgotten I am,
As the dust in the wind,
Never to be free,
But they still push me to my knees…
Sitting here alone,
Alone and forgotten…
I wanna go,
Far far away,
And finally be free,
And just play…
Sitting here alone,
Alone and forgotten,
Still slowly losing,
In a war I continue fighting…
"Well… someone must really feel like crap!" Then he through the paper back into the cool, empty wind…
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Ya, sorry if there's any spelling or rhyming mistakes… Just tell me what you think if you want to… go ahead and flame me for all I care… I'm board… AND I'M NOT GOTH OR EMOOOO!!!!! Ok… I don't think I am, I mean I hate makeup and I certainly don't cut myself *shudder* that's just not right on a number of levels…