Misplacement
Is that what this is?
I feel separated
Scattered
Like I don’t belong
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Mother says I’m dramatic
Of course I am, I’m a poet
But this is different
This is how I feel
Plain and blatant
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A black sheep as they call it
“Threatened” with turning out like my uncle
Oh to be the bad example
The bar so low
The rotten one, as you’d come to know
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A tear drops from my eye
A “temper tantrum” as they say
Told as I quietly cry
Trying to keep emotions at bay
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Maybe I am the issue
The problem
The obstacle
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Someone get the ward on the line
I should be admitted
Maybe I should do some time
Get my hospital scrubs fitted
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Non-slip socks
Doors without locks
Always being watched
Mental health botched
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I belong here in these padded walls
The guilt sears
The voices call
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