[I SHALL ALWAYS FEAR]

I was never good enough it seems,

Always judged and never understood,

Even when the light within started to dim,

I wonder which part of society did I stood.

I hear and I fear,

The words to me so simple yet hurtful,

I tried my best to make myself seemed dear,

Yet I was never enough to make you think I’m beautiful.

I tried and I cried,

Against a nonexistent shoulder,

I’ve cried and I’ve died,

Against the cold ground to me that felt warm.

Atolophobia,

No longer part of a physical form,

Its spiritual started to develop a paranoia,

And no longer shall I cry, as a fake smile on my face forever permanent.