i'm no one
to anybody
no one cares
about how
i feel
only about how
they feel
it's like
i'm talking to
the wall
my breath is
like the wind
which brushes
past everyone
who walks
by me
and they
walk right
through me
cos i'm a
ghost that no
one cares for
and all
i am
is air
if i disappear
no one notices
cos no one
knows what
i really am

so who is this, me?

i've always asked myself this question.who is really me?not having an identity crisis but it's just something that boggles me.do people really love me for me?or do they just love me for what i am outside?will people care is i just disappeared?will people notice?would you take time out for me just to hear what i have to say cos i'm not exactly feeling high,but on the contary low, low, low?would you?many people said they would,but if i ever did ask them,i know they'd give me some excuse.sometimes no one cares that you care.all they care about is themselves.i do that too sometimes.i confess.but everyone in this world wants to be loved and accepted for who they are.not cos of something they do very well,but for what's inside of them.like the phantom in the opera,he's a brilliant composer and everyone fears him simply cos he's scary,but all he wanted was to be accepted into society.so that's all i want too.
i want to be loved for being me.

all i ask of you.