Oh,and sorry if it's a bit emo...I was feeling a bit emo while writing it.
Also, should it be longer than this?
I dunno...anyways here it is.
People like shadows,
Unseen in the brilliant light
Of your alleged greatness,
Wander the halls searching desperately
For some small acknowledgement of their existence.
Their hearts grow heavier with each step they take.
Wanting for all the beauty and happiness that surrounds them,
So close that it’s suffocating, yet somehow still out of reach.
They float around aimlessly like tiny particles of dust,
Wondering if they’ll ever be noticed or heard.
Unshed tears accumulate inside of them and drown out
Any spirit they might have left
Until they really are
Just shadows…

