By Ethel Mack

 

Once I lived a life as someone I didn’t know.

When in others company, it started to show

I had become another person, another in my body,

who I couldn’t ignore, I became ugly, said

things I didn’t mean, people around me,

became very bored of me.

 

So I went off to be by myself and relieve some

of this pain that was in my chest,

trying to figure out how I got in this mess.

This pain has clouded my heart

and needs something, someone to help pull the stress apart.

I need a fresh start.

 

I’m kicking, punching, screaming for someone

to hear my shout. I’m lost within myself, and I

want to be freed.

I need your help, please help me.

I realized that this person I’ve become isn’t made

of stick and stones.

I no longer want to live in here all alone.

I no longer want to live in here all alone.