The Unchosen
by Kc

Hey guys, this is a poem from pretty much anyone's point of view. Let me know what you think?

Is it so easy not to cry?
If you don't see the tears in my eyes...
Is leaving easy when you don't have to say goodbye?

And did you really have to leave?
And rip my soul away from me?
Am I one of the unnamed?
Was it all a game?

Did I add to your fame?
I'm one of the forgetables...

One of the lonely, lost and sad
Strong when I'm needed
And discarded so easy
I'm one of the unneeded...

Do you ever say my name?
Was it really just a game?
I'm one of the unchosen...

One of the forgotten horde
You leave behind you like a trail
One of your cheap whiskey bottle whores
I'm one of the uncried.

Was it so easy for you to lie?
And pretend you cared while deep inside, you knew
I'm one of the Unchosen...

One of the forgotten
One of the unneeded
One of the uncried
I'm one of the unchosen.

And you knew all along.

The End