Poem -

The Outside

This world is heartless, it grows so cold,
Not when you’re young but when you’re old,
If you don’t do the things that they say you should,
Then you are rejected, is that understood?
I stand alone staring at the sky,
Thinking, pondering, wondering why,
Why do we stand here screaming out loud,
A silent voice, another face in the crowd,
I need a break from all the pressure and the pain,
From my heart from my soul from my body from my brain,
I’m wandering a road going nowhere fast,
Behind is the future ahead is the past,
You’re a freak you’re a loner say the voices in my head
They say that I’m alive but I feel as though I’m dead,
I take your problems and I make them my own,
Inside my mind I’m always alone,
Filled with anger and constant regret,
No one can remember what I cannot forget,
When I look into the mirror I don’t like what I see,
The face of a stranger staring back at me,
The higher I climb the harder I fall,
It won’t take long before I’m nothing at all,
There’s nothing left to find, there’s nothing for me here,
I used to always smile but then I disappeared,
Life will make you and take you,
Build you up and break you,
Pull you up, push you down,
Bury you in the ground,
Make you want, make you need,
Make you hurt, make you bleed,
Make you laugh, make your cry,
Let you live and make you die,
Living in a warzone battered and bruised,
Why must I go on being so confused,
You drew a line I crossed it out,
Eliminating fear and doubt,
You took a step, I took one too,
And that is how we both got through,
I having a bad day, maybe you can tell,
I don’t know myself so I’ll crawl back in my shell.

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