I was never meant to be <br />The person who bore me <br />Regrets as I do <br />Cries as i do <br /> <br />As my children will <br />And they will as this <br />Genetic trait does not subside <br />Nothing to do <br />But run and hide <br /> <br />And wait for nature <br />To take its course <br />And eliminate this <br />Unspeakable force <br />Of which was never <br />Meant to be <br /> <br />For to the universe <br />We are but a flea <br />And the world is dying <br />Just like me <br />Nature shall run <br />And we’ll play and have fun <br />Except I don’t respond <br />To such a petty plea <br /> <br />Now go and leave <br />Smile as you go <br />And although you may <br />Feel times of strife <br />You’ll never discern <br />The sadness I know <br /> <br />For my mind has taken me <br />Places where no man dare go <br />But i stay there trapped <br />Under a pile of snow <br />Many could’ve helped <br />as I lay freezing <br />but to help my condition <br />is not to pleasing <br /> <br />I’d much rather have on leg <br />Or be blind, death and mute <br />So people could see my pain <br />But my disability is as the same <br />Server <br />But no one cares <br />Because no one can hear<br /><br />Ben Gageler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/natural-selection-5/
