Sick of hearing something

that only would tear me down

Sick of repeatedly asking

how the world turned to a playground

why I had turned to be someone

who's surrounded with nothing but mere cracks

the system throwing rocks

like the feeble I am

Who am I?

negligible I am

Where am I?

been in hell for a long time

I'll ask the sky, one last time

when will I

be alright?