Shaken

I want to scream at the world –

Why don’t you agree with me?

I shake my fist –

at whom?

 

I want to give blame to someone –

Why did you do this to me?

I shake my finger

at the stupid!

 

I want things to be the way

I want them to be!

I shake my head

at such a loss.

 

I want my side to be right –

Why can’t we all agree?

I shake all over

with the pain.

 

I want to find peace again –

Why is it so elusive?

I shake the tears

from my eyes.

 

I want to feel joy around me –

But where do I look?

I shake like a leaf

to find it within.