No one listened to what
I ever had to say
but I never worried for it was
always meant to be that way.
The secrets I kept to myself
hidden from uninterested ears
I have written on pages
stained with my tears.
For my eyes only are the feelings
I will not share
not that it will matter
as I know no one cares.
A life filled with regret
which I kept to myself
now destined for anonymity
and left on a shelf.
