Zenith

Pathetic being who prattles on,
blurting everything not unlike a moron
There's no place for you in heart nor mind,
stop searching for what you'll never find
They have theirs, no room for you,
your only label is 'the one to exclude'
Just stick to your own, that's the safest way,
lest they rally up again someday
Once is enough, why did it take two,
to realize you're the unwanted one who,
was unneeded? The others, they never wanted you there,
go away, go home, what makes you think they care?
You're a fool for thinking anyone would want you as a friend,
so it was fully justified that you brought about the end
They'll go on and forget about you like you never existed,
but think about it, isn't that what you insisted?
So what is your problem, why do you start to cry,
and making yourself ill and stressing over their lies?
Just dry your eyes and let go of the past,
you know when it started, it would never last
What a pathetic being you are prattling on,
showing your ignorance, just like a moron

3/19/04
ŠHannahlore Starr
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