In every corner of my mind,
There are problems that I find.
Lurking there, they wait for me,
Hiding in places I can’t see.
In the dark, their favorite place,
Is where they wait to see my face.
Shock and horror, complete confusion,
They don’t care, a pure illusion.
What ends up, I do not know,
They can tell, my face will show.
Make me angry, make me sad,
My sanity was all I had.
It left a blank and emotionless face,
Left forever without a trace.
This is an original poem by Jenna Johnston. If you like it, by all means write it down, but give credit where credit is due, please.