Here I come <br />Extend your ridicule <br />Expose me <br />To the group <br />And get your money's worth <br /> <br />On my knees <br />The spotlight exploits me <br />My head sinks <br />Inside my hands <br />While tears fill the cracks <br /> <br />And as I sit here shipwrecked <br />I drown in emotions <br />In waves of crimson rage <br />and ebon misery <br /> <br />But waiting long to be saved <br />I swim from no man's land <br />Drifting far from the shore <br />And out of your net's reach <br /> <br />The riptide <br />Of non-conformity <br />Swaying me <br />Back And forth <br />Has made me sick of you <br /> <br />Don't save me <br />Save yourselves<br /><br />Michael Fischer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/s-i-c-k-stomach-is-constantly-in-knots/
