Without my mind, I have no home
for the place I live is gone
the people living in their hatred
their lives the world surrounds

Without my mind, I have no friends
because the ones I've come to know
are ignorant of the feelings of others
otherwise, surely, they would know

The things they say, mocking tones
About mental illness, those without homes
I hate the way they target the weak
just because of how they speak

I want to live in a world
where nobody has to die
from racism and misunderstanding
or from what people say online

I want to leave this place
where people commit suicide
because others can't stop to care
about what others have to say

So with these poems, I wish to open
the eyes of people who read
this world is slowly dying
from everybody's greed