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.