The faceless creature
Hiding in the shadows,
fearing what I am,
what I may become.
Pondering on what the world has to offer
is it truly worth it?
Do I really belong?
People around me,
some of them I have grown attatched.
Sometimes l wonder if I'm disposable in there eyes.
Fading out from blackness to light
confused by these strange emotions
wondering why the beating inside me has a mind of its own.
A smell lingers in the air,
a beautiful rose so sweet
but it seems her sweet scent is not meant for the likes of me.
I continue to wander,
people starring at me as I pass them by
I dont utter a sound.
What do they see in me I ponder,
for I cannot see a thing
perhaps its for the better
for I am a faceless creature.
fearing what I am,
what I may become.
Pondering on what the world has to offer
is it truly worth it?
Do I really belong?
People around me,
some of them I have grown attatched.
Sometimes l wonder if I'm disposable in there eyes.
Fading out from blackness to light
confused by these strange emotions
wondering why the beating inside me has a mind of its own.
A smell lingers in the air,
a beautiful rose so sweet
but it seems her sweet scent is not meant for the likes of me.
I continue to wander,
people starring at me as I pass them by
I dont utter a sound.
What do they see in me I ponder,
for I cannot see a thing
perhaps its for the better
for I am a faceless creature.