I feel lost,
no compass,
no map,
To lead the way.
Where am i?
What is this place?
I ask over and over.
No one hears me.
No one misses me,
No thoughts
No voice
spoken for me.
Nobody cares.
Nobody loves.
I am lost,
inside a society of outcasts.
Where is my place?
Do I belong here?
Nobody listens,
my voice remains silent.
But no more.
Not again.
I will scream.
My voice will be heard.
My path is not clear,
but I follow that spinning arrow,
out of the wilderness,
never lost again.
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Crappy Poetry (please read?)
PoetryHey guys! This was actually a request from I_Am_Joker. He told me to write more poetry after he read my previous poem, Hater's Make Us Famous. I hope you enjoy it, etc, etc, and let me know what you think.
