Spirits of Sorrow
A close figure exits from the earth
Too many fears this one can't shake off,
A soul frets for the love they cannot find
Another who cannot keep a straight mind.
A freak, this one is called
A quiet, shy mute, hiding in a corner,
This one receives a rejection from lust's cause
That one never gets time to pause.
A disease, illness, that won't fade away
Friends decide to turn their backs,
One loses a love and is brokenhearted
One injured and then away is carted.
Over there she lacks the beauty
Over here he lacks the figure,
Another fails at every attempt
Just one held in contempt.
No hidden talents found
Finding that you don't belong,
Raped or Abused
Shamed or Used...
These spirits of sorrow,
They all have something in common.
They all dispense tears,
Representing us- people all over the world.
But one thing they do not realize
Is that all of them feel,
They have it the worse than everyone else.
...Oh, how wrong they are.