| LoNeLy. |
| Always the one in the middle of a crowd, Never alone, never quiet. Not used to the comforts, silence sometimes brings. Surrounded by laughter, False people being 'friends'. Now, alone she stands, Head hanging low, Drooping hands. What had she done to deserve this pain? No one really knows her, No one really cares. She's sat alone and scared, As eyes do stare. Alone in her thoughts, Alone in her pride. Guilt bringing crystal tears to her eyes. The pretty, young beauty queen,with the innocent smile. Now, ridiculed, full of shame, Her name brings hate, and even pain. She one was loved dearly, But never again. The terrible deed was done, the boy has been slain. She'd got too full of herself, Thought she'd get away with it. No one had really noticed the victim before, He'd been geek of the school, so clever and vain. It happened one Friday night, Coming out of the clubs. The girl had seduced him to her car, They drove along speedily, in silence, anticipating events that would come forth. He'd been greedy, Never had a girl like she before. She was disgusted, Dark, evil thoughts poured through her mind. She pulled up near the beach, Beat him with a huge stick. Drove up to the cliff and draged him to the edge. One huge shove sent him to the edge, Never to be seen alive again. Few weeks on, she was locked up for her crime, Got out years later, full of hate and pain. Lost all her friends, No one wanted to know, The muderous messed up bitch that she had became. She'd ruined her life with that one evil deed. And now she stands, Alone and afraid. Regreting the past, Never to be made right again. |
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| I would just like to tell y'all, the poem "Lonely" has finally been puplished into a poetry book, in America!!!! YAY!!! Not only that, it is also now available on tape and cd! |