☁️Seventeen now and People telling me to 'act my age'
dad says to be more responsible and
mom says to be careful about who're my friends
been living in this cage,
Made up of mosiac metal
Filled with luxurious things,to make me feel special
A beautiful scarlet belt around my neck wouldn't change the fact that I am still caged,
Told to watch how I sit,Told to control my rage
The hurt that I am holding is getting heavier
They keep telling me to smile wider
I am not happy but atleast I am not sad
atleast thats what matters to them anyway.
Poet's note
Hi again! I tried to go for something different this time. Like always if you find any mistakes or any lines that can get better, point them out with no mercy. One of the many reasons I am here posting my work is because I wanna get better. So feel free to point out mistakes.
All love xx
