In my luck as the cold air wraps all around me
Leaving me feeling like an popsicle, so cold to touch.
I stand here wondering when I will find my pace in space like this that leaves you feeling hopeless in more than one way.
No one seems to have your back and the one that does doesn’t stick around for long for their luck is up and they are going to better places.
But where will you end up because right now life just doesn’t seem to move forward for you.
Your just stuck in a space that is not defined or properly developed and the people running the place don’t seem to have their head on straight.
You feel as if you have lost your mind and now you’re in an institution and no matter how hold you try to be true to yourself.
You fall into their trap and the world as you know it seems to fade away leaving you with more questions than answers.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes