Hard is the reality that I awoke to
Anger is the emotion I feel
Despair in my room with tears mucus cover my pillow
Sinking in the sand is my image of parents
Hope is the word when meeting Beate
Frustration is the word that follows my career
Patience is what I remind myself I need
Focus is a substance I have almost none of
Darkness is this moment my memories of childhood awoke
Shame for that day I let him in
Embarrassment for the story I will have to share
Confusion bounces around like echoes in a cave
Death to this dream I want Resurrection
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