I find it hard to find my place
Feels like time’s moving too fast, there’s nothing that awaits.
So should I just get in line and follow the pace?
Because life is such a struggle, and I feel misplaced.
There’s nowhere for me to go in this space.
The drugs make me feel like I’m in a maze,
‘Cause minutes turn to hours to days.
Man I’m too far gone, all I see are wraiths
I should just look back and retrace,
My missteps and mistakes
And figure out
How I winded up in this place,
Where my heart got erased,
Where all I see… is your face.
Don Tran is 17 years old and attends Manatee School for the Arts. His poem “Searching” won an Honorable Mention in the 2022 Manatee Libraries and 805 Teen Poetry Contest.