Where is the Messenger Pt. 1

NB: I wish to inform readers that this poem is an excerpt from the book - Silver Lining by Godwin 3ple-i. This is used with permission from the original author. Thank you. Enjoy!

Raven by Val KA deep scar runs halfway across my chest,And halfway across my face, from brow to lip.Unpretty to look at, children cringeWhen they see me.I am the stuff of their nightmares,And for that I go concealed,So that none may see me and fear.
I walk alone, sharing company with the winds,At peace with the elements.I am content, but I’m sad.The sadness, it seeps through my hooded eyes.It is a sadness from within.For my physical scars are nothing compared to my scalded insides.
I am disillusioned by what I see.Why can’t people understand?That their fellow human is a being just like them,And not a thing?