Ignored once again by you,
And I know how you are,
Problems of your own, problems that are hard,
But it doesn't ease the sting,
Of the harsh words you unknowingly fling,
It doesn't numb the bite,
When you don't care enough to even fight!

Everyday you wander farther down the
Yellow brick road,
Tarnished and falling apart, but bright gold
Where your foot steps,
Down the road to bigger and better things,
The darkness in you slowly,
Easing up, getting better,
As my feet refuse to move,
And I'm swollowed in the night,
You don't glance back,
And I don't fight.