Once,
In a far of land,
Across a million galaxies,
A man died.
He was extraordinary,
But far from home,
And no one understood his last words.
They were:
"I don't know you,
Right now all I know is pain.
But I hope that you will remember me.
You see,
I have a life,
Far from here,
Galaxies away,
And I need them to know I'm okay."
The words were lost in translation,
Never to be heard,
And never to reach the man's home world.

Not everyone can be remembered,
And not everyone is heard.
Some die
Some live
Some disappear
And some are forgotten.
The man's family searched
For him,
But eventually they gave up.
Then soon,
They died too.
The man's words
Were lost
And insignificant,
Only important to him.

We are all lost in galaxies
Far from our own
Venturing in to our own
Unknown.
Our last words might never be heard
Or maybe they will.
Are words
Important if not understood?
Lost in translation
Might just be all we have.

I know that you see me.
I know, because I count the times you look at me.
Begging for the smile or the glance
That responds to the bad joke I made behind you.
I spend too much time penciling my eyebrows,
And I say your name when I can
To see if you turn or laugh.
I am not the quiet damsel that needs to be saved from a dragon
In fact, I would probably be too embarrassed to ask for help.
But I will be the one to tell you that elephants cry
And that the world is not as big as it seems
And that I love it when you smile.
I want you to know that I knit
And that I dance to ***** music
And I am not hard to get.
I am not the beauty that needs to be chased after.
I am the odd looking bird off the side of the road
That may not be a soft decoration but more of a device of entertainment
Reminding you of what a life it could be.
I will ****** you with my knowledge of Star Trek and Doctor Who.
I am constantly lost, needing to be found because I forgot to charge my phone.
I am a girl with many faces, and smiles and opinions
I am a girl who plays it tough.
I am a girl who is not quiet.
Rather, I am a girl who is quite loud.