She sat in the corner,
As they sat at the table.
They laughed,
And she could see.
She cried aloud,
Their laughter grew louder,
Hate grew within her,
They had no souls.
She wailed at them,
Screaming when, just when,
would it stop.
Never ,
Because they weren't real,
There was no table.
She sat alone,
With herself.
She gazed past the chair,
That she had forgotten.
Was even there.After she
kicked it, from under her feet.
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 9:22 PM UTC
She sat in the corner,
As they sat at the table.
They laughed,
And she could see.
She cried aloud,
Their laughter grew louder,
Hate grew within her,
They had no souls.
She wailed at them,
Screaming when, just when,
would it stop.
Never ,
Because they weren't real,
There was no table.
She sat alone,
With herself.
She gazed past the chair,
That she had forgotten.
Was even there.After she
kicked it, from under her feet.
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