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Dameon Smith May 2015
Can you see me?
Among so many lively people
So many unique,
Wonderful people,
Am I visible in the crowd?

I try,
Everyone does,
I want to be noticed,
To be liked.
But that doesn't mean you have too
That I'll die without fans,
Though I might
Without him.

You can see him,
Even if he's wandering
Alone at a circus.
He doesn't want attention
But simply wishes to be liked.
He doesn't dress for others
He dresses for himself.
He dyes his hair a variety of colors
But only for himself.
He worries
He ponders
He frets
He wonders.
He's human just like I
Yet a galaxy impersonified.

Can you see me?
Why it's easy
I'm the shadow by his side.
Hope he reads this.
Dameon Smith May 2015
Quiet,
Don't tell.
Don't tell them your thoughts and
The death in your soul.

No one reaches out
Though I try so hard,
Making sure everyone's safe.

I constantly remind my friends to eat,
Even though these days I don't
Remind them to sleep
Though I'm awake at all hours.

I'm okay,
I promise,
Even though I'm not
Dameon Smith May 2015
A smile makes my day
I look forward to making you laugh
I'm soothed by the stars in your eyes
And the clouds in your embrace.

You say you don't deserve  kind words
And it baffles me
How does such a caring person,
Surely an angel,
Deserve any less than the moon?
The sun?

Let me give you a planet,
Will live on it
In peace.
Dameon Smith Mar 2015
How do you do it?
Calm the aching pain
Inside.
I'm sad.
I'm falling into a well and
I can't decide if I'm ready for
The splat at the bottom.

How do you do it?
Tell everyone goodbye
Because your plans in motion
And you won't live through the night.

Because I can't.
I'm ready to go,
And I feel the calm that comes with
Close death.
But how do I tell my friends to keep going
When I couldn't?
HYPOCRITE


I'm sorry.......
Dameon Smith Mar 2015
The world is a dark
Dark
Dark place.
I don't think my soul burns bright enough.
There are people you can see,
Miles away
But
Thats
Not
ME
( You're seeing my friends, and their sun like souls)
My soul,
It's dim. Like a dying light trying so hard to be seen.
Sadly its my brightest part.
Cause the world doesn't come close,
To my kind of dark.
Dameon Smith Mar 2015
I'm sorry
I'm weak.
I'm sorry.
I'm incomplete.
I'm sorry.
I can't do it.
I'm sorry.
This life doesn't fit.
I'm sorry.
This is goodbye.
I'm sorry
But I'm committing suicide.
I'm sorry.
This is my note.
I'm sorry,
Promise me you won't.
Be strong,
For me.
You're going places,
But my life ends....
Here.
Sorry. Goodbye.
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