Voices

All of the children chattering,

Has me shattering.

I've given up on my prayer,

Even god doesn't care.

I close my eyes form the children's glare,

Their hatred fills the air.

I wish someone was there,

So this pain I could share.

Are they even aware?

I don't know how much longer I will fare.

At the ground I stare,

Feeling trapped in this lair.

My spirit is beginning to wear.

This pain I can no longer bare.

The children's voice,

Leaves me with no choice.