This world
Is fallen.
This world
Is corrupted.
This world
Is possessed.
I pains me to see
Every day
That this world isn't
Getting better.
I too
Am sinking.
I forget
What matters
I am not
Polite
I don't compliment
When I want to.
Am I afraid?
Because I always feel
Like something is
Holding me back.
Something that is
Not
Me or Myself or I.
I want to tell people
"I love you"
I want to say
"I like that outfit"
I want to remember
"Please, thank you"
And I know to
And I try
But it isn't easy
And I find myself
Struggling
To say these things.
But I'm not sure why.