☁︎༄ 𝐏 𝐎 𝐄 𝐓 𝐑 𝐘༄☁︎

𝑩 𝒐 𝒖 𝒏 𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑹 𝒖 𝒍 𝒆 𝒔

In a house where echoes of "no" fill the air,
Dreams dance in shadows, but freedom feels rare.
Curfews and checklists, a map tightly drawn,
Each step carefully measured from dusk until dawn.

Their love is a fortress, built high and so wide,
Yet sometimes it feels like a wave of the tide.
I long for the moments of laughter and play,
But rules weigh heavy like clouds on a day.

I see through their eyes, the worries they bear,
Yet yearn for my voice in the silence we share.
In the garden of youth, I crave room to grow,
To blossom and flourish, to find my own flow.