~*Split Reflection*~
Once more I message you..
hands typing away..
Once more you're to busy..
what more can I say..
Always so alone..
An emptyness words can not describe..
Once more the tears flow..
I am crying inside..
Always a bother..
Important to few..
Always a pest..
And looked down at by you..
Such hope locked in these eyes..
As they stare at this bright screen..
Once more the tears glisten..
Do you yet..--see what I mean?
Once more hope deflates..
So busy are you..
Talking with many others..
What is a lonely one to do?
Settled alone.. the screen highlighting my face..
Sadness aplenty.. In my eyes a disgrace..
Worthless to many.. and broken to all...
Just a piece of trash.. I guess would be the call..
Always in hope..
Do those messages send..
Perhaps in the offchance..
Of finding an unbusy friend..
They are always busy..
No time for another..
They are always busy..
Me always a bother..
When they need something..
Its to me me they all go..
Yet when the emptyness comes..
They're busy, they say so..
I guess I'm a bother..
A worthless disgrace..
They don't know how often I cry..
Or how often the tears frame my face.
-=Gina Nigro 2002 - AKA J.Elf=-
