What's Wrong

You Were

all alone on the streets,

your heart is withering

like the snow slowly disappearing

as spring breaks through January

you wished to be November

to be forgotten, ignored

the pressure was too much

some say it creates diamond

but you became rock

unable to keep up with the times

you were hidden from the eyes

of future lovers, of best friends

it was enough to send you in a spiral

when you wanted to be a straight line

you were the experiment of society's toys

a fragment, a weakling

you faded into the background

like a pair of jeans washed too many times

and you left hardly a mark

not even a footprint, the ground was too hard

not that you cared, for you didn't believe

all the magic had already left you

there was nothing to trust, nothing to love

you were simply not there