[Sabrina Catherine]: 479.Unlazy Poets' Contest. The Cruel World

There once was a girl in a world unknown.
She was alone in this unseen strange place.
At least once a day, a tear would fall down,
That pale porcelain face that few chance see.
Those cerulean eyes drowning in sorrow,
The gaze upon blind eyes that surround her.
She's alone in the crowd, screaming loud,
So possibly then someone will hear her,
Maybe somehow, someone will care for her.
But once again, no one listens to her.
So she is forced to walk alone once more,
Through the cruel, cold, desolate world of hate,
Where she is continuously haunted.