Krystal Klear
I walk into a room, But no one notices me. When I'm falling apart; about to scream, They just look right through me. If I look into a mirror, I see no image; only claer clarity. I stop trying to see me, Wishing someone could accept me. If I died right here and now, They'd leave me on the floor. They'd talk and laugh and cheer, Never noticing I wasn't there anymore. While I sat there decomposeing, They'd walk over my body; never noticing me. Even if I were a skeleton grinning, They would just leave me be.I guess this was sort of about how you people know me, but they don't know me. They see me every day in a class in the hall on the stree, but thay never stop to think what might happen if they didn't. I it wasn't that way anymore. Not to mention most peoples real personality is hidden under a shell they use. No one really knows anyone. Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 21 2002 12:55 PM PST, Jessica Taylor 18 • 0 • 10
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