Underrated-Authors

Oh what a fickle soul you are, With your feeble thoughts and convoluted requests. Your repetitive dialogue, And its impeccable predictability. You're nothing but a conformist reject, Trying to ascertain their niche. Following the social cues of your predecessors, Deliriously believing that you can do better. Skitter along quickly, little child, Return to the over-ambitious hive of your brethren. Where you wait with bated breath, For your next, seemingly oblivious, victim to appear.

  I never realized how much things could change in a blink of an eye. My whole world fell apart. My family hasn't been around for what seemed like centuries. How could the woman in the silk coat let this happen? She said everything would be okay. What is it even like to okay? I haven't felt okay since she came into our life.   "Mrs Murray, it's time to take your medicine."   Medicine, medicine, and more medicine. My world evolves around medication. A simple pill, only to make the nurse's job easier. Do they ever think about what would make my life easier? Not even in the slightest  way.   An imaginary line divided my reality and theirs. A