The Illusion Outcast

By SF

Being a Christian brings overwhelming and heartaches. Fussed at for breathless mistakes. Having 3 siblings who all are different in ones eyes.

Yellin’ Cussin’ and fussin’ ain’t what’s Christians do. Oh how I hate having a younger sibling who gets what he wants. Being a Christian brings mixed emotions and very hurting aches. Having a best friend of suicidal thoughts. Being a Christian and a normal teenage girl to your friends is way too much.

Poetry helps. Poetry is me giving you my feelings. Poetry is me giving you an idea like a lightbulb. Poetry is happiness like Pharrell . Poetry is me and you with our emotions. Poetry is my life and your illusion thoughts like some who have codeine vision thoughts.

Poetry is my life in your eyes.