The BoxA Poem by ThinkerIt's quite confusing but thats why I quite liked what Ive written because you have to explore the deeper meaning x Basically about being trappedThe Box There are four walls around me, Walls that you yourself made, All of a sudden I can’t see, But I know you won’t come to my
aid. I’m sceptical of your “love”, That to you comes as a shock, You think you’re from above, And me, just a bug from the dock. You say I don’t know much, I’m too inexperienced, too small, Hold your pitying touch, And watch as I grow tall. I know you think I’m weak, And people use me by force, It’s because I differ from your
cliques, That and my “persona” of course. The walls are shrinking fast, Restraining me against life, I hope I stop breathing last, So you can’t use your knife. © 2011 ThinkerReviews
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4 Reviews Added on January 8, 2011 Last Updated on January 8, 2011 AuthorThinkerLondon, Croydon, United KingdomAboutHeyy :) What can I say, I'm just me really, a 15 year old striving to live in a world where dreams don't always come true. Sometimes I get ecstatic over little things, sometimes I get depressed over l.. more..Writing
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