A Cry Before Gray Poem by Daniel Kyle

I love myself
I hate myself

I am tall as skyscrapers
I am short like an elf

I smile like I just got married
I cry as if my love is buried

I talk as if nothing is wrong
I'm silent like I do not belong

I am the most organized
I am a huge disarray
Starting at the skies
I am anything but okay

I am split personality
I am scared to face actuality

I am strong alone
I need someone to lean on

No one there
I am in despair

When I lose all my color
Know I can go no further

Who will come to my much needed aid?
Who will save me before I turn gray?