Surrounded

4/14/2024

Acceptance seems an impossible thing,

A sea of voices sparking endless fights,

Tomorrow begins appearing hopeless,

Grasping for light in a darkened world.

What’s the point?

No purpose being served,

Drawing lines and checking boxes,

Deepening cracks we’re trying to heal.

Self-identity isn’t about you,

You don’t define me,

Who are you to say?

My life isn’t your choice.

--Wyatt Ridley