My unsent poems

reflection

For me the days are contant nights
It's cold and no one is in sight
For me the days are never ending
it feels like time is slowly bending

for me the speaking is not my job
the one they love is the one to talk
I chat and laugh but that's not me
I've never tried to take her seat
I let her lead my friends to think
That I am cheerful, that I am sweet

Truth being told i can't recall
The last time I talked with them at all
it's as if I know the fact that deeply
They'd rather talk with her than with me

for me the problem are my words
Using I's and Me's with no purpose
using 'me' just wont feel right
I see my body, arms and legs
But I know the core of me has left
I see I'm moving on command
But I've lost sight of who I am
now I'm drowning in their pity
they know I know I've lost myself
they know I know I've never known me
they know my mirror that stands before me

Is empty

They see the person who's inside
But know the person is a lie
they know I move just so I move
they know there's nothing they can do

for I am nothing and I'm nowhere
for I can't help but disconnect
There is nothing for me here
no magic mirror that can show me
who I actually reflect

for me the days are contant nights
For me it's cold and I can't fight
For me the days are never ending
For I stay trapped as time is fading

For me there's no peace to be found
I've forgotten what it means to want to stick around