I Am
I am unordinary, taken aback by how much pain I have, that no one can see.
I hear people whispering my name in front of me, not knowing that I can hear them.
I see that I am not needed for support, but I look for support in others anyway.
I say things, but no one hears me. They are too surrounded, too important to listen.
I cry once in a while, but I mostly felt unnecessary loathing, For those who hurt me.
I am unknown to the world. Unknown to myself.
I am two-faced. One is today; another is tonight. Both different, but both very alike.
Who am I now?
I want peace in my soul, peace in my heart.
I need a moment of solitude to enjoy.
I hope that one day I will be noticed for the good things I will do.
I fear dying young and never letting myself be known.
I am myself, whom ever that may be.
I am Jynx.
I feel pain and suffering.
I try to break free of the bonds holding me down.
I wonder, "Why did this happen to me? Why am I the topic of others hurtful
conversations?"
I dream of a far away place where I am not known and where I can be who I
am, and not be looked down upon for my failures.
I am Jennifer.