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Removed - 07-03-01

Sometimes, I like to sit alone.

In a corner, by myself.

I feel a little sad, when I watch my friends walk by.
I stand alone, and refuse to move.
With this, I see what my friends are.

They move away from me, and leave me here, alone.

I'm not sure, why I thought someone cared.

Now, I can dissappear for entire months, without anyone
knowing.

Is it right? That a human being can live this way?

I felt a leaf, blowing in the wind, and watched myself
float away. Somewhere in the times of youth, I lost the
battle, and befell upon myself.

When no one knows my name, who am I to be?

Starting over, where once you were known by many, is so
hard to do. What could it matter? If I hung from the
rafters tonight?