Frustrated,
I go through each day.
Smile on my face
War in my heart.
Anger and resentment
Burn through these veins.
Something I despise,
Something I hate
Happens in a blink of an eye.
Fine one moment,
Shouting the next.
Fumes of misunderstanding
Billow out and string me up.
Keeping it together,
Tops all else,
The figure,
The mask of composure
All happy little lies
That allow all other people
To continue this dance.
I am in a cage,
Steel bars block my way.
My hands grip the metal
They turn ghost white.
I am in my own battle,
The weight is my own—
I serve undeserving lashes
With the flick of my word.
I want to run from the field,
But the enemy follows
I am my shadow
Lost between worlds.
