Do I dare face another day?
Alone in the world I will stay.
People turn their backs on me,
Like I am just another useless tragedy.
Tears roll down my face,
Thinking to myself I am a disgrace.
Why must I be what you want me to be,
As I look at the reflection looking at me
I think to myself I am scared,
Feeling as if noone even cared.
I do not trust my peers,
Because they are a factor in my fears.
Feeling as though I am in a dark room,
Full of anger, hate, and gloom.
Almost an adult now wishing I was a child
As I sit here calmly wild,
I fear what I do not know,
But blindly I will go,
For my life I fear,
As though I know the end is near

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