Read Poem: ANTISOCIAL, by Jonalyn Morauda

I am useless
And I refuse to believe that
I am wonderfully made
I realize this may be unexpected, but
“Live your life to the fullest”
Is totally a big lie
“Wasting your time alone with freedom and solitude”
Being left behind
Is more important than
Being surrounded with other people
I tell you this,
Once upon a time
There was a very cheerful girl, and that’s me
But
I felt a little melancholy
Somebody told me
I am vulnerable
I do not conclude that
I am strong enough to take a risk and prove to them that I am not useless
At some time in the future,
I am worried
No longer can I say that
I can touch other people’s heart
It is seen vividly that
I live my life miserable
It is foolish to presume that
I can socialize with others and spend some time with them.