I Am Strong
I'm tired of being just another face
Stuck in this forsaken place.
I need to get out and on with my life,
Not reminded of all my past strife.
This place is no more than a meal and bed.
It does nothing more than haunt my head.
Why do these people have to insist
That without them I would no longer persist?
Why don't they in me believe?
They don't want to grant any reprieve.
What I want is for people to care,
All the time, no matter where.
I don't want them going, leaving me behind,
While I am stuck here, supposedly to unwind.
I want someone to say, "You're more to me
Than the government pays for you to be."
I'm tired of being here twenty-four hours,
When I'm able to live by my own powers.
I might as well just save this word,
Because it doesn't seem I will be heard.
They won't admit they are wrong.
They refuse to admit that I've become strong.
Copyright © Valerie Swartz | Year Posted 2006
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