So tired
From the weight of the world

So scared
Of who I might become

So desperate
For things to change

Shrieking
At the top of my lungs
Penetrating the cold barriers of the world

Letting every person know
I do feel
I carry on living

Despite

My emotionless face
My dry hands
My wrecked feet
My traumatized heart

--forever mourning the tragedies of the world