Inside The Box

I always feel trapped, in my family, with my friends, in my choices, etc. I wrote this when I ran away from home for a few hours (just to a park)just trying to see what it was like, "Outside the Box".

I was born

Inside the box

But ever since that day,

I have learned

That in the box

I've never truly lived.

Who knows what I've

Missed out on

Inside my prison cell.

Who knows what I

Could've been

If I had known myself.

I was born

Inside the box

But ever since that day,

The walls that once

Restricted me

Have now began to fade.

Now I have started to see

The truth

For what it truly is.

For once in my life

I see myself

For who I truly am.

I was born

Inside the box

Never knowing me.

I was born

Inside the box

But now I'm finally free.

Author's Note

I know it doesn't really rhyme and the lines aren't always consistent, but I was really moody when I wrote this so please forgive me XD

Reviews

[Laz K.]

It's a universal theme, i.e. the feeling of being trapped, limited. And perhaps it's a natural reaction to somehow blame our environment for our predicament. But, aren't they (family, friends) trapped, too? We're all 'prisoners' here. I liked the poem, because it picks up on this feeling of a lack of freedom. But, it could be deeper maybe, if it went a step or two further and somehow came to the general conclusion that it's a part of life - not just one life. Is freedom a place, or a state of mind?