It fills me up with fury
A cold and silent rage
That spills out only from my eyes
And now onto this page

The anger is not because of her
Nor is it because of you
It's simply because you have a past
That makes the hate seep through

I should look at the present
And the future we have ahead
Forget the ghosts we both have
Dwell on us instead

Feel like i have fallen under the devil's trap,
Under opression,
And my soul is chained up in manacles.

Trying my best to reach to the world,
But that concrete wall bounces my words back,
the louder i become its like my voice is being lowered.

They say they want the best,
But they never assist me in achieving it,
Just like that novel Animal Farm,
they are Squealer and Napoleon.
Only caring much about the result but not me.

It feels like i am back in the Aparthied era,
And like Nelson Mandela,
My 12 years of learning have just become a 27 years imprisonment.

I feel like i am a murdurer being questioned in the court of law,
I dont know anything about being a lawer nor a police,
But am forced to write reports of why i failed.
Looking at their barbaric faces,
i know how much they will never suport me.

They call a school a place of learning,
but today i saw another story in the system.

Indifference is the sad unspoken
   purgatory of an apathetic world

It's been months
Years
Since we were us
Yet here I am
Smoking
Drinking
Having fun
And all I want is you
All I need is you
Where are you?

The silence is deafening,
The pain is numbing.
My body, it's bruising,
My blood, it's crusting.

The pain, i endure it everyday,
Try as i may, the feeling just wont go away.
To put on a smile, telling everyone i'm okay,
To hide the truth, to hide my turmoil from being on on display.

And yet from the ledge i peer down below,
Pondering, if my end will be fast or slow.
Without a care left in the world i leaped, i took flight
And as i landed, the world faded from my sight.

But i still endure the pain everyday,
For what i have done, i had a price to pay.
For i was once in colour, now everything is gray,
To forever suffer, never to find my way.

Strong winds may uproot you
Unsettle your stoic resignation
You will be shaken and stirred
Lot of ponderings and doubts
In the middle of nowhere
When gravity does not give hope
Become a fearless traveler
Encounter the strong winds
No matter where you settle
Continue to spread your roots, deeper
Your soul is still with you
Nothing can stop you from reliving
Every unsettling episode
Will teach you to be more resilient