Words through the Wardrobe [poetry]

In the Real World

There was a land where my voice was heard
Where people respected my every word
There, I had a choice of open doors
There, I liked who I was more

But here I can feel the mold form round me
And I want to struggle but giving in is so easy
Here, they don't care what I think, want, or say
So it's easier to wish that other world away