i might be crazy

i looked down at my hands, and moved them around in the air, confused as why they moved freely, when i felt the straitjacket more than i felt the free roaming air grazing my arms. -c.s. 

Reviews

[Edis Radoncic]

Wow this poem sounds so psychological. Great job!

[flickering candle]

true, it was definitely the straitjacket in my head that held me still, and also in part the other people around me that had control over me enough where i felt trapped. thank you :)