Time To Go: A Poetry Collection

Forgotten

I will be forgotten,

Leave nothing behind.

Despite my fantasies,

I'm not one of a kind.

I am tired of telling

Them that I'm okay,

But I'm afraid of prejudice.

What will they say?

I am always hearing

That I am not alone.

But will I give humanity

Something but a tombstone?

People say they love me,

But how can I know for sure?

I'm torn by a disease

That has no real cure.

My whole life is just waiting

For a light to shine,

I have to admit it:

I've never been fine.