In every corner of my mind, There are problems that I find. Lurking there, they wait for me, Hiding in places I canβt see. In the dark, their favorite place, Is where they wait to see my face. Shock and horror, complete confusion, They donβt care, a pure illusion. What ends up, I do not know, They can tell, my face will show. Make me angry, make me sad, My sanity was all I had. It left a blank and emotionless face, Left forever without a trace.
This is an original poem by Jenna Johnston. If you like it, by all means write it down, but give credit where credit is due, please.