by Profe Steve
I do not know where I belong, Everything I do goes wrong. I wear a mask, I am a fake, My life is just one big mistake
I’m afraid to even breathe, But my emotions boil and seethe. Speaking up is not a choice, Not one soul would hear my voice.
Though I always try my best, I know I’m different from the rest. I watch them laugh and have their fun, They look at me; I want to run.
I have to hide, can’t let them see That all I want is to be free. My tender lips feel like they’re sewn, I guess I’ll always be alone.
**** I tried to keep the lines short and simple to show how raw these feeling are. ^-.-^