Falling, falling off the face of the earth No one hears my quiet pleas All I ask for is a true friend It's so hard when you're not understood Sometimes I feel even a blind man could see Falling, falling off the face of the earth I'm so alone inside my mind with walls of brick and wood I would gladly open up the door if someone had the key All I ask for is a true friend If I knew someone I could tell my hopes and dreams to, I would No. There's no one I can really trust but me Falling, falling off the face of the earth Same say suicide is the answer. I NEVER would. (But you know I could) I might as well resign myself, lay down, and get comfy Falling, falling off the face of the earth All I ask for is a true friend
Reason for writing:
This poem is in Villanelle format and I was inspired to write it because sometimes I feel this is the way my life is. To read more, check out my website at http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Cafe/7649
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