Kaleidoscope

KALEIDOSCOPE

And here I am,

overwhelmed by doubts and questions I thought I’d never face again,

wondering why the world has become a hostile place,

a dangerous land.

When all that matters is finding a label,

a tag that makes you feel included,

it’s hard not to get lost in the crowd

and believe it when they say you’re not worth it.

Sometimes I feel as if I don’t belong to the rooms I stay in,

and every face I perceive gets blurry,

till I can’t even feel my own.

Sometimes I don’t understand all the noise,

and it’s better to pretend like there’s nothing around me.

I know it’s hard to get the point.

My mother used to say:

“Breathe, and listen to my voice.

What bothers you today cannot affect your heart.”

How could I ignore the way life has treated me,

by leaving me no choice but to swallow words in fear?

Doesn’t anyone feel lost?

Is it really just me,

the one who’s drowning in this madness sea?

Is there something I can say?