In A World Poem by Riley Choma

We walk on glass as though she might break, and we walk on glass while throwing rocks
In a world that can see no difference we are taught to fear
Be silent; your opinions are loud and unwanted
Be loud; this silence is a cloud of weakness
In a world that is always unsatisfied we are taught to hate
Different is viewed as a disease; it's because of this that our biggest desires are seized
In a world so quick to hate we self medicate
Everyone is drunk or high
In a world of mental abuse we are willing to die for one less low
With a pen we take another step to the edge
In a world without emotion we write out what we felt could be said only once at the end
We are taught emotion is weakness and we bottle
In a world of pain we learn to fear prolonged living and look to walk with death