Stigma
Location
Wipe my mind and memory
If I'm blind, I know I'll see
I don't want to know
I can't let it show
This stigma torturing me
Lying on my back at night
Cowering for fear of fright
I can't let it go
Can you let me know
Everything will be alright?
For too long I've held my tongue
All my songs are left unsung
I want to let it go
I need to let them know
Am I cursed or just too young?
This poem is about:
Me