You See This? This Is How I Feel...

• Kendall Phyland, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2011

All so loud, I close my eyes.
I open them to a thousand lies.
Their deep dark stares, cut me deep.
Deeper and deeper their small knives seep.

I hold myself, I hold my breath.
I wish upon them a painful death.
So closed up, and very tight.
I push myself out of sight.

I hear you talking, am I to blame?
But really you're all the same.
I'd like to know, what have I done?
The weight that's on me weighs a tonne.

I'm very stressed, I'm freakin' out!
I'm at boiling point and I'm gonna shout!
All this crap, I can't take it anymore.
I want to be the way I was before...