03-17-2013, 02:43 AM
This is the first poem that I share. I have tried to change it, and listened to the feedback given. So what do you think og outcast#2?
- Marte
Outcast #1
She is sitting in that familiar place
Stares at the sky,
and the people who pass her by.
She can se them,
They cant see her.
The room is dark,
Reflceting her feelings.
The makeup around her eyes,
all drawn out.
White like snow,
with eyes like coal.
She feels like a stranger,
trapped and scared.
Who am I and why am I here?
Shed rather be dead,
but she keeps on fighting.
For what - she doesent know
Mabe for the hope of a better tomorrow..
Outcast #2
She is sitting in her familiar place.
Stares out on the people passing by.
They are so close she can touch their face,
still to them she is not there.
She does not care,
She does not dare.
She feels like a stranger,
trapped and scared.
Who am I and why am I here?
The room is dark, coherent her feelings.
Her makeup drawn out.
White, terrified and cold.
Black, angry, like coal.
Wishing she was more bold,
or mabe not here at all,
but she keeps on fighting.
For what - she does not know.
Mabe just the hope of a better tomorrow..
