lying in bed
laid to rest
the outspoken
the out numbered
never loved the best
I will pass unnoticed, but marred by vanity's test.
not one to live for, not one to die for-
middle of the road; on neither side of the fence,
the onlookers watch and stare.
at last; at will, firing into the open blackness of the sky-
wanting to feel alive, not wanting to care=
I am not alive nor free nor dead; wanting to die