Injustyce

I am seen as someone who survived I am afraid of what happens when I turn on the TV to watch the news I wonder why the world is so full of injustice I hear voices that say “ it's always your fault” I am trying to understand all this hate towards me I was closest to the one who died without fault I felt most alone when that terrible day finally came to an end I spoke up because of the continues attacks to us I stayed quiet when nothing was happening to me I lost something the day part of me died I carry the memory of the shoots I know now that my world won't be the same ever again I forgive the one I hated the most I believe changed means being aware of your own mistakes I am not the same because grief hits deeper than it seems