Happy, inquisitive, creative, carefree I feel, I am, I will forever be Running through the fields Spinning through the trees Nothing different I will ever see Scared, confused, away from me Dad, why are you shouting at Mummy? Running to my room Turning on the TV Something different I am starting to see Empty, lost, separated from reality Why do all the worst things happen to me? Running for the train Walking to my day job Who I am is not who I thought I'd be

















