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My mood is decreasing,

Don't know what's become of me,

My days are getting darker,

There's no way I can see.

I feel lost in self direction,

I don't know who I am,

I feel nobody understands me,

As if I'm taking to a hand.

I feel glum all of a sudden,

My mind's in a twist,

Emotions flooding through my eyes,

Patience as thin as my wrist.

I feel sad and all alone,

And pushed off to the side,

Only noticeable from a distance,

But inside I start to cry.

I feel mad with all this anger,

And washed over with a big bowl of stress,

My words being thrown around,

Floating in the air, my words are a mess.

I feel the tension in the air,

And the sense of hatrid in the atmosphere,

Makes me want to blow my top,

And wish I wasn't here.

I feel life is unfair,

Especially to people like me,

I'm going through a lot of changes,

Everyone's blind, since they can't seem to see.

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