The Red Is What We Desire; Make An Impact

A whirlwind 
of thoughts and 
memories.

I am shaking,
again,
and my vision
is blurry.

I can see
stars
and hear
voices -
Can you hear
them
too?

"No."
Of course
not -
why would you?

The voices are
my own
imagination,
running wild. 

The red
is what we 
desire,
it is what could
inspire a bigger,
more impactful act.

But I do not
want
to impact people
in a 
negative
way.

Negative is
variable - 
many would be 
thankful,
no longer a burden,
a delinquent. 

I am no delinquent;
I stay home,
read,
draw,
and research - 
how is that
bad,
rebellious?

You should have
friends,
many friends,
people who do not
make you feel
as if you do not
exist.

I have never
existed -
I am simply
an 
ant. 
I do not impact
people, 
ever.

All the 
more reason - 
make an
impact.