
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone in a crowd
the voices around me are laughing out loud,
the people are joking and talking around me,
so how could I feel like they don't even see?
I feel as if I am standing inside a glass box
where I don't even hear when somebody talks
I don't see when by my cage somebody walks.
I feel like nobody wants me around.
The silence is a deafening thunderous sound
it's like the waves crashing to shore
a thousand times louder than the ocean's roar.
It seems like only very few people know,
only 2 people named Michael and Frodo
seem to be able to go where I go
they're the only 2 who can follow.
They know where I am and they understand
and they never seem to be afraid to reach for my hand.
They know the weight that a curse can bring
and they know that the dark holds horrible things.
I didn't start at a young age to sing
and I never had to carry the weight of The Ring
but with me it's a different yet similar thing
I'm not whole, not normal, I'm rotten inside
my looks are so bad that people run and hide.
I don't know why but I think the good part of me died
and now no matter how hard I have tried
I still make people run away in fright
I'm worse than a demon that haunts the night.
It seems that even in a room full of people
who talk and laugh right out loud,
I'm still all alone in a crowd.
Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson 6-4-07
the voices around me are laughing out loud,
the people are joking and talking around me,
so how could I feel like they don't even see?
I feel as if I am standing inside a glass box
where I don't even hear when somebody talks
I don't see when by my cage somebody walks.
I feel like nobody wants me around.
The silence is a deafening thunderous sound
it's like the waves crashing to shore
a thousand times louder than the ocean's roar.
It seems like only very few people know,
only 2 people named Michael and Frodo
seem to be able to go where I go
they're the only 2 who can follow.
They know where I am and they understand
and they never seem to be afraid to reach for my hand.
They know the weight that a curse can bring
and they know that the dark holds horrible things.
I didn't start at a young age to sing
and I never had to carry the weight of The Ring
but with me it's a different yet similar thing
I'm not whole, not normal, I'm rotten inside
my looks are so bad that people run and hide.
I don't know why but I think the good part of me died
and now no matter how hard I have tried
I still make people run away in fright
I'm worse than a demon that haunts the night.
It seems that even in a room full of people
who talk and laugh right out loud,
I'm still all alone in a crowd.
Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson 6-4-07
Tami L. Cook
Buttercup Goblinglitter
Brianna Hagrid
Wand: Willow and Unicorn Hair 10"
Gryffindor House Where Friendship and Bravery Count!



Boardwalk for $500? In 2007? Ha!
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