I am falling,
Every step of the way,
there is no one to help me up, I hear a hand trying to help me,
I glide away into the darkness hoping that, finally i might be alone.
All I ever wanted was a smile, a pat on my back or a slight nod, All I ever got was disappointment.
Lonely as a speck in the air i float, hoping the wind will take me to a place where there is colours and happiness.
I wait. I wait some more..soon I tell myself, soon I'll be there.
Where no one blames, no one fights, no bloodshed no hiding in plain sight,
the thought makes me happy, i think of what i can do, what i can be..the possibilities amaze me!
My imagination runs wild.
The wind stops this is it i think, this is it.
I look around, i look in anticipation, i look closely.
No colour. It is black and white and a lighter shade of black that I do not understand.
This world is worse than my dark corner..
What have I done, help!, help! pain, unbearable pain, pain from being singled out, being differentiated, pain from the anger, pain from the guilt..
I've earned this , i say, its because i walked away..its because i refused to accept the helping hand
It is because I wished to be alone!
