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Sep 2010
What do I mean, everyday I go unseen.
It hasnt been this way always,
just in the most recent of many days.
If there was any explanation as to why,
well I would share it with no one,
because only no one understands I.
If all this rain would go,
then I could see the Sun, yet still without it,
I remain a teenage shadow.

I've got a puzzle,
the pieces, they all fit,
Still it won't go together,
I check the box, but there arent any instructions in it!
How can that be?

It's just becoming another question,
and like every other one, I have no answer.
Once I thought I was the best in the world!
But somehow along the line, my confidence was traded,
and for it I got persuaded with independence, and the right to walk.
Still no matter what flashes before my slideshow,
I still feel hollow, and more so inside my will.
Now, just as ever, on the sidewalk there is I, a teenage shadow.
Written by
Adam Mathieu
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