Not Found

Found, what is found?
I am not found.
I am a ghost, I am on the side.
I am forgotten, I am non existent.

Love, what is love?
Another idea I will never have.
Another thing I will never be able to possess.
Another item I reach for.
Another thing I do not receive.
I am forgotten, not found.

Death, what is death?
Something to fear?
Why not?
Something to pine for?
Yet something to fear.
I am forgotten, not found.

Feelings, what are feelings?
Things I do not know.
That is what they are.
I am forgotten, not seen.

Friends, what are friends?
To me, they are things of imagination.
They are never real.
I am used. I am pitiful.
I am forgotten, wished gone.

Me, what am I?
Another toy for people?
Another idiot with a dream?
Another forgotten soul?
Another whom wished for love but will never receive such gifts.
Another whom is wished to leave.
Another whom is wished to die.
I am forgotten, regretted.

Regret, that is the truth.
I am regret.
I sit alone, I dance alone, I am alone
I cry and I plead for love
But such gifts will never be returned.
I am forgotten, sad and afraid.