My mind is lost within myself.
I scream so loud for some to help.
But all that's audible is a small yelp.
I'm trapped within a sliver of hell.
Regardless of luck I'll never tell.
Why is my potential always to fail.
My smile leaves my soul in a shell.
So no one can see how much I have fell.
Into my own darkness, sadness, and spell.
I wish I had somewhere to live and dwell.
But I'm always out of place, out of element, and out of "ell"'s.