I'm a child in the shadows,
Another face in the crowd,
If I want to be noticed,
I have shout loud.
I talk and no ones listening,
I cry and no one hears,
I laugh and no ones laughing,
I have no loyal peers.
So here I'm all alone,
Alone with a notebook and pen.
Why does nobody care?
Do people not think I'm important?
I write out my tears on paper,
My heart tangled in every word,
If shouting doesn't work,
Though my poems I will be heard.
Poetry,
The language of hearts,
Its the communication of the soul,
Its the most beautiful art.
And through it I will be heard.
Author notes
I'm a rambling girl
A contest entry
- Ramble On, My Friend! by zhaniswolf.
375 points, ended June 4, 2007, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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i can see why this won a SHINY GOLD
well done,,, you're a rambling girl,,lol,,, nice job on this one,,, again your words are powerfull and compacted into a short write that is enjoyable to read,,,, PERFECTION -
nice ramble about why you write. you seem to be a natural lol.
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I think you are vary important... I miss talking to you...
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This is very inspiring and I see you have some form adown and a good natrual flow. I could see you clearlt with paper and pen, Very good.
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