Caught In Numbers
By Elexer Lyra
Caught,
In-between fighting,
For my individuality,
And fighting,
For my future.
In the end,
Will I only be a number?
The number
Of tattoos I have,
The number
Of piercings I can have,
The number
Of how many times I think I've messed up
While others say it's okay.
Statistics make up this world,
And,
Make me feel stone-faced.
How do I make the statistics work for me,
Instead of,
Making my heart race
Under the intensity
That I will never be good enough?
Which is funny,
To me,
Because I think everyone else is.