Not Named Poem by William Ramirez

I feel like I want to die,
with all the days passing by.
My world is very gray,
the days are all the same.
School, home, lectures, all alone,
my life I can’t call my own.
No friends I can call on,
my family is all gone.
I feel all alone,
in the world soon on my very own.
My past is very safe,
from people who try to invade.
It’s not my past that’s caving,
my present state needs saving.
If only I could tell,
What’s causing all this hell.
Trust is all I need
to tell about my deeds.