I didn’t do it.
You didn’t do it.
We all mourn.
We all cry for those who are dead.
We all cry for those who are injured.
Everyone is feeling the pain.
But you burden us.
I feel anger.
The world forces me to feel more than just pain.
The world forces me to feel anger because I am supposed to feel guilt.
However I am not supposed to let you know that I feel anger.
If I show you my anger that somehow proves my guilt.
Your pain is not different from mine.
You lose the same lives I lose.
You mourn the same world I mourn.
Yet we are from different realities.
The world has decided to blame me for the carnage I cry for.
The world has decided to make me guilty for my anger and pain I feel.
Where do I turn for sympathy and understanding?
WHO do I have?
I look at the innocent faces around me and hurt grows..into what? When I find the word for that feeling I’ll be sure to let you know…
Loneliness…
More loneliness then the world can even imagine.
To Whom It May Concern 