She opens a vein
Red roses explode
Split petals bloom
Fractured rainbows of gloom
And doom

This is as close to the kisses
Of the ones she misses
That she can get

To forget in drowsy hours
Those dripping red flowers
Like the red queen
Her love was just a dream
A holy holiday
Of her lips to her lips

Because society resists
Wouldn't allow her to exist
Since she doesn't fit as she is
She decides to exits this ****

A radiant girl
A beautiful woman
Cruelly dismissed
No one knew
Her inner lighted truth
So how can she be missed?

My few words fell down
So, so heavy to the floor
contrasting, somewhat
Lacking any intent
Effects of such beauty
ruining the best of me
taking the breath
before it can be used
She never hears my attempts
Effects of such beauty.

Is it wrong that I wish somebody would take time our of their day to notice me?
Is it wrong that I wish someone would CARE that I exist?
Is it wrong that I want to be loved by someone who isn't related to me and is a boy?
Is it wrong that I am so selfish that all I think about is receiving love from someone else?

I'm such a despicable human being because I want a boy to love or at least like me so badly and I don't appreciate those that DO love me already it's just that I really want love right now.
Is it wrong to want that?

Is it wrong that I feel like every poem, story, letter, grocery list for God's sakes that I write feels unnoticed and uncared about and lost?
Like a shout into silence with no one around to hear it?
I feel like I write and no one reads
I speak and no one listens
I scream and everybody pretends not to hear
I love
AND NO BODY LOVES ME BACK
It would just be so nice if someone sacrificed a little of their time
to notice that I exist
and that I have a voice
but I really don't feel worthy of that
and this pathetic self-pitying point I'm at
is a low point for me
I'd be too ashamed to say it out loud that I feel unloved
that I am so selfish and self-pitying
but I gotta write it
to get it out of my system
this lonely unwanted unnoticed feeling
like I don't exist
like no one cares what I have to say
Is it wrong?

i feel like a shadow.
nothing more than a bleak, distorted reflection
of what is
and i am not

i feel like a shadow.
my love for you is false but unbroken
blind and unspoken
but i still take the pill everyday

i feel like a shadow.
and every day i pray to god
for completeness and think about
what sick monster
could yank at the chains of the lonely

i am a shadow.
maybe it's better that way

it always remain unnoticed -
my tears
the day i first walked
past the gates of my school
holding my mother's hands
a little drop...
from nowhere
swept past my eyes
and dripped from my lashes
but it was June....
and suddenly a gush of water
pouring from heavens
swept my tears
along with the downpour
the saline drop from my eyes
merged with the rain
and my tears remain unnoticed.......

the day my friends
teased me of my greasy hair
again a drop dripped to my cheeks
but my mates playfully
threw water on me
and the drops of sorrow
was washed away......

the day i hurt my knees
and blood came oozing through the cut
unknowingly the tears reappeared.
but the strong blowing wind
soon dried them up
and once again they remained unnoticed......

even at night
when nightmares make me sweat
tears flood my eyes
but the pillows soak them up
and yet again they remain unnoticed.....

the day of our farewell,
when i stood behind the mike
tears from nowhere
formed in my eyes
but it remained unnoticed
yet again by the lights of camera flashes......

even now when i sob
over the lines of this poem
and a fountain of tears
flow from my eyes
it remain unnoticed
coz i've locked myself up
and there is nobody to watch these tears
except my shadow......

people call me brave
'cause i never cry.....
'cause they've never seen tears in my eyes.....
they call me brave
'cause my tears remain unnoticed.....