Immature

This is where I am standing,

On a cold steel road with people around,

A place where I am hated,

Just because I am a young human,

Who almost reach the age of 20,

Still immature and cannot do things well,

I am hated like piercings broken glass,

My heart that is wounded by hatred

Among people around me,

Not many people who like me,

But many hated me,

I am not perfect,

For my physical and mental,

That are broken and not clearly seen,

My emotional was misunderstood,

My feelings were not important,

They hated me just they cannot see me,

Cannot see myself who is still immature.

-BlueRainbow3117-