Stuck in a Box

This is a creative response to "The Children's Hour" by Lillian Hellman

I was raised in a box.

People would always say:
"Just be yourself,"
But make sure you don't leave
Your box.

Cramped legs transformed into

Cramped mind,

Cramped imagination,

Hyperventilation was in style,
And so was I.

Don't love her.

Stop thinking that.

Never wear blue.

Shut your mind.

It's all simply a phase.

Phases of seeing potential, but

Ignoring it.

Phases of naive wonder, and

Learning to push it away.

Phases of wanting to dance, but

Noticing who was watching.

A board I became.

A flap in a cardboard box.

Room for movement,
But never more.

Stuck in a box.

Reviews

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So brake tbat box. I feel little influence of sylvia plath. Yiu make bice job with words a d meani g. Nicely done.