i am trapped inside a box
repeating my actions constantly.
all in a twist of a button,
and i do as i am told.
i don't even have a choice.
i have to stay in this box
and do what i'm supposed to do.
i wish i had a word.
i wish i could decide on my own.
i wish i was me,
i wish i could make my own decisions,
i don't like being a ballerina jewellery box.
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poetry: a girl who wonders
Poetrylowercase intended • • • the majority of these are probably cringe-worthy,,, • • • good luck :) started: march 31, 2017 completed: - entered into the wattys2018: june 14, 2018
