Mostly disregarded like an old notebook, she walks like a mystery absolved of all guilt and morality
forsaken by the world but embraced by the forsaken lost she looks like a ragdoll at the mercy of a pointless existence
unfettered by the thoughts of the loved and accepted unmoved by the reach of the concerned and affected She knows who lies and she knows who will burn
But it doesn't matter much
she's too numb for your concern. An attempt to save her results in pain
a drain for the already weary
a stain in the light of nothingness
Wow! this is a really good piece. I can relate with it so well. I always had problems with the other kids in school. But after a while the weird kids crowded around me.
forsaken by the world but embraced by the forsaken
I felt so alone and empty and I hated it when everybody pitied me. I brushed off concern with lies.
It's well written and it flows well. The imagery is great. I especially liked this line:
Mostly disregarded like an old notebook, she walks like a mystery absolved of all guilt and morality
And this one:
lost she looks like a ragdoll at the mercy of a pointless existence
You might expand on this and create a short story out of it. I really liked it. expansion would probably be good.