Joe Noland (07/23/1994 / Peru indiana)

As time goes by with dust and mist covering the air,
I walk in uncertainty unknown, unseen, unheard.

I listen to how people talk, how people see,
how people speak and ask is this how I should be?

They look at me, with uncertain eyes not sure if i am
good or bad.

I look back confusedand dazed uncertain, who I am I look
and I feel though kind is who I am but not sure anymore.

I look atthem and say why? Because I am different or is it because
I am slow? Is it because of what I know?

They look and laugh with darkness among their eyes seek fun
with pain, wHich I am very use too.

Now I look back and see this now
I grin and laugh then walk away.

I say there is no time for pain, through sorrow when it rains
or when it's dark no matter what just let it shine.