I am

by kaibaluv

A poem about Kyra\Emma Taka and myself. This poem describes both.

I Am

I am complex and misunderstood
I wonder about the infinity that is space
I hear the callings in my heart
I see a world that is torn apart
I want peace to be known worldwide
I am complex and misunderstood

I pretend that I am somewhere else
I feel a cringe when people fight
I touch an imaginary pulse
I worry that people are shallow and judgmental
I cry about my family's loss
I am complex and misunderstood

I understand that we exist in a recession
I say that God will help us through it
I dream to become a writer
I try to communicate and relate to people's problems
I hope someone will actually understand me
I am complex and misunderstood