What is wrong inside

To make such thoughts come my way?

An overhang of darkened clouds

Has rolled in and stayed.

A feeling of loneliness

Indescribable in its strength.

A never ending stream of sorrow

With no words measuring its length.

My mind and body tire

I feel my being shrink.

I'm too engulfed in my nothingness

I'm unable to think.

How pathetic I've become

Once a river of pain, now a dam.

I hate who I'm becoming,

I hate who I already am.

If only I could free myself

Escape through a way already mapped.

But every morning I wake to see me

Everyday I am trapped.

I loathe my very being

I envy all that I see.

I would do anything

To be anyone but me.

Nichole was in high school when she wrote this one. She struggled so hard with her identity but hid it so well.

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