Most people have a box
Walls on all sides
And we think if stay there we'll be safe sound
But life can tear your box
Make you open to the world
Realize the wonder and terror that lay outside your walls
But then you live outside of the box for awhile and begin to breathe better
Create, imagine, explore
But you still have your box tucked away
For when you want to feel safe
But some are not like everyone else
We burn out box the moment we received it
We never wanted to be confined
With the walls caving in and stifling us.
We wanted to be free and experience things from the second we should stepped foot in this world
I am one of these few
But unlike them I still have boxes placed around me while I daydream
Then I wake in panic and terror because I am isolated and trapped
Your so bubbly
Calm down
Grow up
Your too young
Your have voice, use it
Be silent
Be loud
Pipe down
All of these reasons and more
For, I will never let someone put a box on me,
I shall burn it if they dare try,
cause I will not be confined by society
when I am born to be special and stand apart from the crowd
YOU ARE READING
My Little Book of Poetry
PoesíaThese are some poems that I have written they aren't as good as my friends who has a book of poems called The Attic of My Mind, which you should totally check out, but I thought you guys, might like them, so...here you go.
