I'm lost, angry, confused and sad

Can't help it but to act so bad 

Born so innocent, eyes yet to open 

Growing up head looking down 

Spirit in a bubble so easily broken 

My smile after awhile became a frown 

 

I'm stressed, wary and vulnerable 

Knowing in my mind I want something more

Kept sheltered and left in the dark

Will I lift my head and have my vision clear 

Can I possibly function in a world so stark 

A world filled with hate and misery to bear

 

I'm awkward, nervous, quiet and small 

But ready to go outside and experience it all 

Face the jungles of society and tread my path 

Find the strength to speak up like an activist 

For the earth I'll pick a sponge and give it a bath

The problems we have a loud and won't go away- 

So no use being a pacifist 

 

I'm reserved, kind, beautiful and brilliant 

I might not be strong but I'm sure as hell resilient

Though I don't enjoy crowds I love Doctor Who 

Not everyone can you understand and appease

Learning that and so much more I grew 

Coming to terms with my madness I'm at peace