My Mental Instability.

A person's mind at a low stage of the "social class".

The intermission of my soul,
The corporate understanding of life,
Being told of my history,
Finding my own hero,
Sometimes to privilege myself,
I secretly assume myself,
Depressed?
No,
Embarrassed?
No,
Hoping?
Maybe,
Pressure I want lifted,
Trying not to feel wrong for accusing others of some of my life choosing,
Hated for my indescisive thoughts,
Appreciated for the help I created,
Yet not needed,
Seeing the stars,
But not working for its touch,
Looking to the future to answer my problems,
Seeking an all powerful being,
In gaining an insight,
I might feel empowered as in my childhood,
Of course that's hope,
Yet hope is what will save my world.

Author's Note

I hope you enjoy this one. If you do comment below because your reviews are much appriciated to me.

Reviews

[M.E.Lyle]

In the end sometimes hope is all we have. Such a conflict of conflicting thoughts. What to do, what to say, how to feel, when to feel. You've expressed it all, or so it seems, and very well I might add.