My hands are cold
And shaking
For the first time ever,
I am not in control
Of my own life
Of anything
I am in control of
Nothing

This scares me,
Not being able to carve my path
To pick which way I go
I feel...
Blindfolded
Trapped
Inferior
I feel of no importance

This is hard
How do I push through Something
That I don’t have a chance
To reason with
To understand
To see clearly
How do I know that
MY LIFE
Will be “okay”
When in someone else’s
Hands.

I am no longer able
To choose
For MYSELF
So, this is my plea to you,
please pick well for me.