
Nobody thinks of him
Nobody wonders of him
Nobody cares for him
Nobody wants to know him.
He is a nobody,
Stuck in a hopeless world
That is so nearsighted.
It becomes a part of you
After a few years,
The faces
The fists
The tears
The insults-
Oh, how they are generous!
Even his family gives freely!
They give it all to nobody
And it is never shared.
Nobody wants to be nice.
Nobody wants some advice.
Nobody wants a new friend.
But nobody wants a nobody around
To talk to, to learn from,
To teach things, to feel for…
And now nobody thinks,
Because nobody is around,
That nobody deserves
What nobody gets.
He is just a nobody
In a nearsighted world
Looking on the surface
Ignoring the wonders
Dying deep below.
He is a pathetic
Stupid little nobody
Who was sentenced to Life
In this self-centered world
But is now on Death Row
And is guilty of nothing-
Guilty of nothing.
Fitting for a nobody.
About the Creator
Layson Williams
My writing name is Layson Williams. I also use the same name when driving for Uber. I have a world in my head, and writing short stories helps me bring it into focus. What am I looking for? feedback, mostly.

Comments (2)
love the poem.
Oh this just broke my heart. Sigh. Lovely writing.