Writing Society

[Cora Jane 2]

i am hiding from society,
they are out to get me,
help me all,
i think that being crazy,
is the wild battle,
that i will win.

as i sit,
here in the silence,
i quiet my mind,
though it might burst,
with much that i said,
quiet with pain of things i said.

the society here will never forgive,
all that i have done,
all that i have said,
i cry out in pain to try to hear,
hear them call out,
that they forgive.


by me