Little has been said.
But the scar is huge as Jupiter.
I feel as if I don't make any difference.
Nor leave a footprint on a desert
I am traumatized by my choices.

Most were a breed of goodness and fortune. Eventually.
I feel like I am tripping over
mistakes.
A world not built for me.

I am shamed into a ball
Of sorrows and stupidity
Little that I know is
How pathetic I have moulded myself.

Feelin' naked some days
Just an open book
Without hidden chapters
To catch anyone's attention.
...By unicornsunflower