Sitting lonesome
All by myself
Looking
As if I could cry at any moment
Holding back the tears of sadness
Of anger, grief
Of loss
The loss of childish feelings
Knowing that those innocent thoughts will never come back
Knowing I will never look at the world the same
Seeing the world through adult eyes
Early learning
Eager teachers
Seeing them as people
Not through rose colored glasses
Knowing I never want to be like them
Hating them for who they are
Hating them for what they have become
Hating them for who they are trying to make me become
I must fight
Yet I can’t
I sit here and think of all my sadness
And I sink farther into my pit
Despair surrounds my life
So I enter my sanctuary
And live through stained glasses



 
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