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.