Can you find me? Do you even care? I am right in front of you screaming. Yet you do not let out a single tear. I feel invisible as you walk past me eyes glazed in your societal medicated trance. I am not good enough. I am not pretty enough. Yet I care about you anyways. All I ever wanted was one chance for you to see that I am worth it even though you claim I do not have what you need. Isn't caring enough? Isn't what I feel enough? Yet you continue on as a lonely desperate zombie craving for the flesh of those whom care less about you. Those who will never see behind the monster you believe you are. Those who will never see the good I see in you. So I waste my tears and my life on a broken soul whom I can never have or never hold.
So leave me in this wasteland of the lonely and damned. Just leave me here as my body will slowly begins to join the sand. I will drift and be forgotten. A relic of your past that never could move on.
Just another fleeting memory.
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