Sorry I Am Not Talkative
I sit in a room filled with people yet I am alone.A heart that once was tender now is outlined with stone.
For what trust I had was lost with my friend.
Gone sent away sentenced to the pen.
Like a brother mentor and father was this man.
That when he left my faith was shattered like glass and scattered like sand.
Now I am alone amognst people who demand trust and respect like it grows on tree's.
I wish respect and trust could be a breeze.
How many times had I fallen but caught by my friend before I hit my knee's.
and these people look at me like I'm weird but they've never respected me they never gave me a chance.
Through my ideas away and cast me aside without a second glance.
Yet it took a man older and a different color than me to see.
That i have potential and I can be what I want be.
Regardless of what I look like or how I dress.
So why should I get to know you if all that will happen I'll have to repress.
For any one can go or begone for a mistake in life.
But splitting up a bond is like cutting turkey with a dull knife.
Its agonizing and hard and not very smart.
This is why rock has engulfed my heart.
For what was there can never be again.
All because of a unforgiven sin.
So excuse me if I don't want to talk.
But you'll either be a statistic or out lined in chalk.
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