My name is Kifa. I just recently started composing poems, and for right now i'm just seeing where it will lead. Concluding comment and riddle: Poems, are they a gift, a talent, or some of the trials and tribulations people go through daily?)
Feelings
People see with eyes of shame,
I come through every day trying to prove myself,
It must be my curse that is upon me,
For this burden that I carry on my shoulders never gets lighter only heaver.
Please bless me with the strength that I need to make it through the day which I live.
I find myself alone a lot,
What must I do for these shame eyes that see me?
Have I not proven myself yet?
Please help me, guide me so things may get easer.
Show me the path which I must follow.