Sitting in a dark room,
illuminated by the ghostly screen.

Sitting in a light room,
thinking how to describe me.

Sitting in a blank room.
knowing I want to please.

Sitting in a full room,
trying not to scream.

Sitting in a dark room:
I can't help but think,
that no one cares,
even though I know it's not true.

Sitting in a light room:
Knowing people care,
but still hearing
insults, hatred, unease.

Sitting in a blank room:
I can't ever be
good enough,
smart enough,
"nice" enough.

Sitting a full room:
Suffocated by the
wants and needs and duties
I have been forced to fill.



Dark, Light, Blank, Full:
I care, and
I'm still trying.