Short Poems

Society.

Sometimes I feel like no one really notices
Because of all the noise and sound
And maybe it's because I'm not focusing,
Hopefully someday I'll be found.
I'm tired of all these people,
Just hiding beneath a mask,
Afraid of being less than equal,
Afraid of being given a hard task.
I'm tired of all the pain in this world,
Just acting so cruel,
And I'm tired of being interrogated,
Especially after school.
When they tell me that it's my fault,
That I'm rude and ugly and mean,
They make me want to do a somersault
In the awkward space in-between.
I'm tired of all this silence,
Especially when we have something to say.
I'm tired of all the sirens.
We all just need to pray.
I'm tired of all the moments when all I need is a hug,
But I'm stuck in the neverending stress,
Being stepped on like a bug.
I'm tired of being silent
When I know I should stand,
But I'm afraid of all the chaos,
All of the unplanned.
But in this world we need to see,
The eyes in which we born with,
For there is not other way to be,
Than being sculpted like a blacksmith
We need to be perfect for society,
But who sets the rules?
All of this anxiety,
Is turning me into a fool.