Neglect me; forget me; you do it perfectly well.
When I free myself you will not even realize.
A bruised child left to die in a rotten, hypocritical world.
To hold tightly a hand that will not let go
While I shut myself off for a permanent sense of freedom,
And shed that last tear, one that will merge well with this frown.
Here I linger till that day;
The day I’ll get to really go away.
And trust me, you will not miss me.
PS: This created itself as I woke up on the day of my C slot exam dated 28/04/08. Need I say more?