I Am

I also wrote this in eighth grade.... haha four years ago. So strange.

I am scarred and unafraid
I wonder about life beyond death
I hear screaming voices wailing throughout my head
I see the same old thing day after day unchanging and yet
still people pretend to enjoy themselves
I want to know the answer to all of life's grueling questions
I am scarred and unafraid

I pretend to be happy
I feel deaths dark doom silently approaching
I touch the sweat upon my brow
I worry that I will not make it out
I cry out in longing for love
I am scarred and unafraid

I understand that it is not meant to be
I say one thing but mean another
i dream of a day with no strife, no worries
I try to carry on with my head held high, a smiling face
I hope for a life of peace
I am scarred and unafraid