Thoughts of a Black Woman

Part 2

~Bleak Days~

I feel like a shadow, not to be seen

Everything's my fault, I make it worse.

Everyone asks "Why is she just so mean?"

All this hatred makes me want to just burst.

I ask myself everyday: Why I try?

I just seem to ruin everyone's day

When all I ever want to do is cry,

I am so tired. What is there to say?

I can't seem to be rid of these feelings;

What can I possibly say for myself?

So I guess there is no more believing;

I wish my feelings could go on a shelf.

What can I see myself to even be?

There is no future for me that I see.