i sit in my room
waiting,
wondering...
does any one care?
do they hear me?
i cry with the storm...
lightning,
thundering.


i cut like the oceans...
crazy and
wild.


i think for myself...
just a
mere child.


i wish like a bubble...
unsure
unsecure.


i feel alone...
lost,
and confused.


i bleed like the rain
pooring,
not stopping.


i love the pain...
pulsating
bruising.


i run the race...
winning
or loosing.


i stop for breath...
huffing
puffing.


i want this right now...
quickly
smoothly.


dont want to give up...
too soon,
too young.


i drop the blade...
gladly,
and wisely.


i hear the applaud...
wonderous,
loud.


i feel srong...
curageous,
fulfilling.


i've gained hope...
wonderous,
proud.