How am I to Feel

How am I to feel when the world is the way it is
when I hear only the roar of silence and the echo of death
when word are so hateful no even Gods love can be found
when I reach for a hand and you push me to fall

How am I to feel living with a foreign of man and you not see the problem at hand
when for saying what is right is wrong and because I am underage you wont hear my song
when the words "stay in a child's place" is an everyday phrase and has never been understood
when words of rage piercing threw the air shooting me like bullets

How am I to feel crying every night for reasons unknown
when reliving the past is an everyday reality flooded by tragedy
when the pain of his name stabs me in the heart
when I'm being stabbed with dagger from the hands in which I was carve

How am I to feel a child who has only one dream, to see her mother both sane and happy
when I love you so with parts of me that you made but dont know
when lies and the truth are so strangely tired that I cant distinguish the rope
when hell is what you seen in me but the world sees the truth

Tell me...how am I to feel

-Tajae' Marshell