MY HEART'S CONFESSIONS

I am always forced to live in an uncomfortable zone from a young age, 

I really want to scream out loud why am I bound to be in this cage? 

I am nobody; I have nothing to do with other people's explosions,

They have given me a name, dress, and make me drink poison, 

They made me prop my thoughts between a pillow and sheet cuff, 

Their every action are making me feel the pain of snuff, 

All this stuff ache in my soul rips at my gut, 

Whatever the situation is I will always make them feel special but,

The silent beauty on my face is an eternal sin,

I sense I am not peculiar to anybody from my vitality within,

Do y'all really care about this deepest confession,

You are giving me an abhorrent endless nightmare which is an obsession,

Each time I meet someone new I expect someone to see this mask,

Merely I end up weeping, is that too much to ask?