I Am Stuck


My will is fleeting

My love is fleeting

My strength can only fill a bottle cap.

Pain is I

As I am death

No near death

In death.

I'm too young for this

Too old for this

This is too much for me.

Parents are lost

Teachers are clueless

Friends don't even understand

Or comprehend

Where I am.

Where am I?

Cold world

Hot heads

Big mouths

Small compassion.

Need I go on? 

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