Tuesday, December 20, 2011

I am the Umbrella

The way I am only used some of the time
Other times I am forgotten, because I hide
But when I'm out and about
It's when I'm with them I talk a little more aloud

I shelter them and keep them dry
However I'm the one covered in rain all the time
I help them, anyone really
But sometimes no one needs me

I'm then put away
And saved for another rainy day
And sometime I wish of an endless day of rain
Maybe then they won't put me away

Then maybe, for once I can experience
What it's like to not be left out most of the time
To be heard

Sometimes you see me ona day that's shinning
But mostly on a day when the world seems to be crying
But you know I would always try to help
But I don't always speak out

But what I want is to be seen, heard
And broguht out to the sun a little more where I can more than a single word
But I always give and try my best to be there but you forget me
You know I care, but do you? Sometimes it's hard to see

Written by Kayla McKnight

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