Did I really fall through the cracks?

Did I really fall through the cracks? 

Did I really fall through the cracks? 

The constant breaking down of limbs and bones 

tearing through my broken mind. 

As I shimmer through walls I am only 

seen by the invisible people as an 

invisible one!

I was never given the solemn attention 

like the others in the world. 

I was never really aknowledge for the hard 

work I put in. 

So, yes I probably did fall through the cracks! 

While the others, aknowledge my faliure to 

complete my taks to become one of them! 

They laugh at my faliure 

As they watch the isles of my mind tearing and 

shreading because of the incomplete measures of my mind. 

 It hurts to see when a teacher looks at you with such strain of emotion. 

Because they're questioning your ability, your strength to stay in this world. 

I try to fit in with the jokes in the classroom, so the teacher might recognize me as someone who can try to fit in.

But, it still doesn't comply because to them your just a shadow left in the wind, left in the walls never ready to die. 

Just happily and willingly taking up space because you will forever be just background wall to them. 

You will be forever gotten in their minds! Not even the whips of the wind will know your name only your mother's grave. 

And that is the end of it all. Only the solemn sorrows of the ones that loved and forgotten you. 

That have forgotten you because you were never a stand out crowd only a forgotten grave yard 

forgotten in the winds of shadows. 

Because now the sorrows of your pain have forgotten you. 

As Roberta Flack said you are now strumming the pain with your finger. 

Like how part of your sorrow, was being forgotten as a soulful child to now being 

known as 

souless child

Forgotten, even from the winds of Hell. 

Because numerous of times you were called out on your wrong doings 

but never on your rights. 

Your were hated for following the "right" people. 

But those people never truly respected you but only outcasted you because they 

found you annoying, irritating. 

They hoped for the day that your existence had ceased!