by Dana
(Illinois)
I’m like a saprobe
I break things down
And turn them into dust
Like my family for example…
My family, a train of five
And I am the caboose,
The tiniest cabin
The one who holds the least
And yet something troubles me
If I am the tiniest cabin,
The one who holds the least
Then why do I carry such a heavy load
Why do I feel like at any moment
My world will come crashing down
And I won’t be able to save anyone
They will all die
And I will be blamed
Like usual so it wouldn’t be any
Different
And yet, it makes the biggest difference in the world
Why can’t I be normal
Oh right, I’m “special”
Their way of telling me I’m SCREWED UP!
I’m just one screwed up child
Who can’t do anything right
Just set me free
And let me go
So that the world can be happy
I bet no one would notice my absence
No one would care or even
Look up
They will go on with their lives
Like I never interfered
Or was born on Earth
They won’t notice me
Why won’t they notice
That I am a saprobe
Breaking my family apart.
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