Can Not Fight For My Rights

I am trying to fight

But I cannot

Lift my own

Hand

For more than

Two weeks

I have been trying

To write this letter

Saying

How important

It is for me to have

The place that I love most in this world

But I cannot write a comma

Nothing, can be put together

I have such a fear

I know I am going to lose

But still

I cannot lift a finger

To say

I  want this

I need that

I have the right

My father stop calling

No one calls

I am in silence

They are silent

And I am not calling

Anymore ever

Still I have to

I know I have to

Let me go down

To the water

And relive me of my burden

 

Knowledge

Confused and very tired

Trying to fight the sleep

Looking out the window

And the day is bleak

Trying to pull myself together

Trying to do the things I don´t like

Feeling like i am being fooled

But by whom?

By them, you, me or life itself?

I do not know

The only thing that I do know

This very gray day

Is that I can learn

But only what I can accommodate

In my very tired mind