Is This Life? Poem by Acerej Banala

Is this Life?

Short, dark and flawed,
Thats how I describe what I own.
Curly hair and messy as my life,
Being judge without knowing my story behind.

I have friends that pretends they like me.
I am love by someones hypocrisy.
I have family but badly incomplete,
I exist but seems like I don't breath.

My hands are tied up by an invisible handcuff,
My ears were deafening by their words that are rough.
In every decent aura they show when I walk by,
I get blinded always by theirfake smile.

In life nothing's permanent
Everything's gonna change, hopin' for a change from other people's treatment
That someday they'll lend a hand and talk to me nicely,
Yet my mind is in doubt and tells me to expect nothing but cruelty.