I stare into the desolate storm, with sullen eyes,
Hoping to find something, something so much better than this.
But I didn't deserve anything better, in fact, I deserved worse.
To be forgotten, isn't that what I deserved?
Melancholy filled my icy heart as I watched the comforting storm pass,
Remembering the day I was born, the day I was abandoned, forgotten,
forbidden.
I was like a plaque to them, they wanted to get rid of me before it spread,
They got rid of me, but I still want my revenge, for being labeled the way
I was.
To them, I am nothing but a shadow, so indignant and sullen.
Everything is a lie to me, everyone is two faced.
To trust someone would be outrageous, especially from me,
But with such people surrounding me, will I be pulled away from the
shadows?
Do I deserve such friends, no matter how trivial some are?
Do I need such friends? Do I want such people?
I know that no matter what, I will always be a lost shadow, lonely, but
never forgotten.