In My Room Poem by Laquory Jones

In my room I can feel this eerie silence outside
It's just filled with empty violence this is the
Point where I just get silent I'm young still searching
For guidance but there's no sunshine on the horizon
People's lying in my face it begins to take up my
Mental space as their nose grows longer than
Pinocchio's I looked deeply into their eyes and
Saw myself I guess it's my pure reflection I
Began wondering what was the reason behind
My mere existence Life was hard I had to stay
Persistent by writing this poetry in consistence
Until someone listened and began to see my vision

1/14/2017