Change Poem

Shadow

I was different.
I remember keeping my head down, not making eye contact. 
I heard whispers about me.
I saw people passing notes with my name on them.
I worried rumors were being spread.
I thought I was always going to be an outsider.
But I want change.
I am suffocating.
I think people can't understand.
I need to break free of this tight grip.
I try to push through everyday.
I feel lost, hopeless....alone.
I forgive the knife for causing this damage.
Now I can change.
I will soon be free and happy.
I choose to hold on and not give up.
I dream of the future.
I hope this shell will crack and let in the light.
I predict the shadow surrounding me will  be only a spot.
I know I will forever be scarred but will make it through.
I will change.