Ill Intentions

By Zaina Starr

It seems as though people who surround me,

Their intentions are I’ll towards me; I have began to see,

I do not understand why, nor do I even try,

My business is mine and they have their own, too,

I think and I think and still do not know what I should do,

I feel lost, like I’m detached from my body, my heart, my mind, my soul,

All this unnecessary bull shit; I’ve noticed, it’s starting to take it’s toll;

By myself, inside my head,

I’m full of nothing but dread,

When will all this stop, and I can be free,

I miss myself, I just want to be me