QUESTIONS
Gracie O'Connell, 2021
Such hatred in this world
Making her feel out of place
Putting her stomach in a whirl
Not knowing what dream to chase
The abusive words hurt the most
Now she’s feeling distraught
Thinking to herself, am I even close?
Will I ever earn my spot?
Hoping to be filled with elation
Questioning if her storm will end
Possibly ending her frustration
It’s just so hard to comprehend
She’s a fountain full of fears
Overflowing with emotions
Oh no, here come the tears
Everything is slow motion
Her body is being taken over
She’s now dilapidated
Waiting to be named a leftover
Wondering will I always be hated?
The feeling of exclusion eating her alive
Seeking solace
Forever stored in the archives
She says “I will never be seen as flawless”