Social Starvation
I have no face. I have no voice.
I am out of place.
I hunger for acceptance
I hunger for friends
I hunger for happiness
I need an end
An end to loneliness
An end to pain
An end to fear
And name calling stains
It stains my heart. It stains my soul
It stains my being. It is out of control
I hurt all the time. Deep, deep inside
I want it to stop. I am at the end of my line
Isolation
Desolation
Social starvation
Should I live? Should I die?
Will anyone care? Will anyone cry?
Renee Robinson
