There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the

Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside

They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor

If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for

They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and

stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right

A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a