by - Wednesday, October 13, 2010

by Ren Concha

Failure from a test,
deprived from nature's best,
left with discrimination among the rest.

Loads of potential within me
No one has ever appreciate nor see.

Acknowledgment, I need more.
Love and Care, I long for.
Waiting for someone to open my door.

Whatever nonphysical things I do want,
Yes it comes to me, but scant.

It is painstakingly hard to continue leading this harsh way.
Every step leaves a scar that won't stop hurting even a day.
Agony and anguish, grief and sorrow, only the eyes do portray.

Whenever happy or unhappy, it doesn't matter, people don't care
In this huge world, I don't belong, I don't have a share.

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