Have you ever thought of why you are so alone?
Or why people stare past you as if you're unknown?
Have you ever truly wondered where you belong?
Or have you spoke out and realized you're wrong?
Have you ever sat stranded while others are in clicks?
Or have walked around continually looking for a fix?
Have you ever changed everything to impress others?
Or ever found yourself jealous of two young lovers?
Have you ever astonished others when you came out of your secluded cage?
Or let others intagonize you until you finally burst into rage?
Have you ever cried in great depression over being by yourself?
Or counted the number of times when you weren't wanted?
Have you ever fell victim to other's neglect or verbal taunts?
Or had no one to turn to in a time of dire need?
Have you ever noticed your the one to follow instead of lead?
Or been the one who has the world on your shoulders?
Have you ever dreamed of being a someone or a renowned soldier?
Or been the one to put yourself out on a limb to help someone?
Have you ever collapsed at the pressure of your emotions of a ton?
Or been subsided by all the catostrophic events of life?
Have you ever not known how to deal with these feelings, so you chose a knife?
Or decided life wasn't worth living so you thought of suicide?
Have you ever fallen in love so deeply but realized everything they did including theirself was a lie?
Or were willing to give everything you had to be with someone, who manipulated you in return?
Have you ever thought the guilt trips would never decease and no one showed no sympathy or concern?
Or felt you were the only one to be vunerable enought to fall victim to a sexual predator?
Have you ever wondered if your "story" would be on the desk of some news editor?
Or saw you were the only one to be walking astray?
Have you ever recongized that no one could cease to remember what you say?
Or been the only one to recongize the solution to other's hardships?
Have you ever had never ending thoughts of someone meant to forget?
Or stood alone in a setting that was a crowded environment?
Have you ever lost all control of your senses and was horrorified that somethings were meant?
Or wanted desperately to be happy, but wondered if destiny would take its course?
Have you ever hollered for some one that wasn't there so long that your voice went hoarse?
Or longed to be with someone though they controlled you like a puppetere has control of his puppets?
Have you ever thought of why you are so alone?
Or why people stare past you as if you're unknown?
Poem I wrote that I thought everyone could relate to, in some sense.