TheWorldFightsBack

Something forgotten, something left alone. Something forgotten, Something with no home. Waiting for a claim, all day, praying for an owner. For somebody to hug. But its just something forgotten, reaching out for love.

Alone in my room, with no one to keep me company Alone in my room, why do I feel so lonely? Trapped in here, with my heart breaking to pieces, Trapped in here with only the wind blowing life, and I start to rise, but its too late.

Something had died within her. No one noticed right away. She was yelled at, emotionally scarred one night, And she left. She grabbed her coat, and stepped outside In the cold weather. It began to rain. How befitting. She stayed out there for quite a while. Maybe half an hour. But no one noticed. She came back in after a while, Sopping wet and her face Expressionless. The only distinguishing thing were the red eyes that she had acquired. But no one even bothered to look at her as she came in. She said nothing, either. If they’re going to ignore me, then I’m going to ignore them. Her family later tried to grab her attention. They