I.

sometimes I feel like I am ready to fly,

But tonight I feel I could die.

I do not feel sad, nor glad,

I just feel ignorant.

I am happy sometimes,

And when I am I feel stupid.

When I am mad I feel I know what the world is.

How can I live in anger and helplessness?

I feel so alone, I feel so tired.

Why does the world have to be so stupid.

Am I the stupid one?

I feel so lost and conceited.

I want to give my full self,

And I thought I knew who that was,

But now I feel broken and I don't know who I am.