Express Myself- a collection of short poems

Caged

They tell me to smile, and I smile

They ask me to be professional I buckle down

They tell me not to show my emotions, and I become tough

so when will it ever be enough

I give and I give and I give until my soul hurts

they take and they take and they take until there's nothing left of the happiness of my laughter and my mirth

Each step that I take

makes the colours fly away,

walk away,

slither away like snakes.

Each breath that I take,

with my unfocused eyes

makes the words blur away into the night

into the dawn, into the dusk,

into the skies

My anxiety pushes me around like its own little toy

breathing poison into my thoughts

as if everything else has just dissolved into fog

It's morphing monsters all around me,

driving me to evolve into an unrecognizable creature

from the damaging stares to the whispered words

never leaving out any feature

I look into the mirror.

I hate how I look, how I talk, and how I live,

when will I get the motivation to take and not give?

When will everything make sense to me again

When will trying to write stop giving me pain

I am a girl enveloped in fear,

afraid of everything around her,

that's not supposed to be me,

when will I ever be free?