Victimised

• Charlotte Ross, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2015

Predominately in unison with the world around her,
To many, she was the bane of all existence,
To few, she was the successor of everything
A linking chain of thought;
Each victim suppressed by insecurities.
No remorse from torment,
She fought everyday, an endless battle of the ages,
against the voices in her head.
She was the smoke to the high of the people.
The protagonist in a book of blank pages,
pages of unfelt feelings;
feelings she couldn't feel because she had already felt too much.
Subdued in the silence of her own little world.
She was wearing away;
slowly, going unnoticed.
She's a sufferer of another, the generation of tomorrow.