• sitting here
    thinking
    wondering

    why am i here and not there
    why are you there and not here

    we're all the same in a certain way
    but at the same time we're different

    and yet we intertwine like vines
    tangled in the forest of mystery

    you sit in your group and no one notices
    your surrounded by friends but your alone

    off in the corner waiting for recognition
    the bell rings no one has said a word to you

    you walk off without even a glance

    the following day it happens again
    unnoticed,

    just sitting there
    waiting
    wondering

    should you do it?
    or hope that someone notices

    start tying the rope

    cause no will one will notice
    you wont be there tomorrow

    your about to become a part of the noticed
    but you wont get to feel the attention

    its too late for that
    you've already joined

    ~the forgotten~