Just sitting at the computer
A reflection on the wall.
The only time I feel real
is when I'm not truly there.
A glance in the mirror,
quick summation of my life.
Very little worthy to recall.
I don't think I care to much for me.
I guess that's not too bad,
just imitation of reality.
I might as well be the only one.
Sometimes wish I could get away.
I hope for no tomorrow.
I pray for no today.
Sometimes I sleep and wish to not wake up.
Would any one know where I was?
Will any one know I'm gone?
I'm just being silly.
I don't know.
I've not had a bad life,
sure as hell was not a suffering child.
I've never REALLY been ridiculed.
I've never stuck out at all.
I'm just here.
A person you pass by on your way through life,
then just as quickly forget about.
Me...the invisible man floating through the crowd.
Wasting away till dawn,
not really changing a thing.
But if in case, during life, you never knew me,
dammit I was there!
understanding is misunderstood
[This message has been edited by Effigy (edited 04-29-2000).]