Confusion

I am evasive.

Hiding in dark realms, I feel angry and sad.

External forces sadden me.

People who judge and ridicule.

I wish to be free.

I am a scapegoat.

I am not here for conversing or acknowledging.

I am worthless.

Here I exist to pick upon at your leisure.

I am youth.

An innocent that knows more than appears to.

Depression, anger, hatred, and violence surround me.

I take it all in.

There is no reason to exist.

I feel like I could crack at any moment.

I could rid myself of all.

I will not, for I am strong.

Every encounter strengthens me.

Be sure to look for my name in lights.

Someday.

I push on, never yielding.

I brush off disrespect.

I live confusedly in this dog-eat-dog world.

I don’t know how to trust.

I’m alone in the crowd.


Copyright © Raeanne G. Roy, 2016. All rights reserved.

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About the author

Rae Roy is a recreational athlete, crafter, gamer, and office worker who also tries to play instruments. She resides in the National Capital Region of Canada.

She is a neurodivergent Spoonie and a late-bloomer, bisexual.

Her writing primarily takes the form of novels or songs. Current projects include the first novel of a series and an anthology.