In The Name Of Living Poem by Christian Rivera

Belated
Bothered and unappreciated
But I'll stay locked up in my room
It's something I'm already used to

I hate it
I'm misunderstood and jaded
But I'm special in my mind
In this imaginary world of mine

No one can hurt me there
No one knows the secret password
I don't have to be so scared
I'm accepted in my little universe

I'm broken
A tarnished silver token
At least I'm not a gilded knight
My ego doesn't crave the spotlight

You know it
No need to have a fit
I don't want to be better than you
Just better at what you do

You don't have to fear
It's just a phase I'm going through
Year after year
Don't mistake it for envy of you

I'm done
I'm taking a break but not giving up
Let me take a nap
To wake up someplace and question where I'm at

This is fun
Go past my thoughts to become One
And I don't need all the things
I thought were my necessities

I'll run against the stampede
Brace myself for what's to come
And hope that living doesn't kill me
When living is something yet to be done