15 Yr Old Thoughts...

Of her parents and their hindering....god theyre stunting my growth! A plant can't grow in the pot forever, guys. My roots are starting to tangle up.

Don’t look at me like that, like I’m not making sense.

You’d see my logic if you weren’t so f*****g dense.

I scream at you to let me go but you just stare at me.

Your actions contributes to man’s stupidity.

Or lack of action, you keep me locked here for years.

Does it bother you I’m withering? See my tears!

The white panes of my window look like prison bars.

They cut straight, solid lines through my view of the stars.

As I sit looking out, I wonder if you care.

Probably not...2 more whole years I’ve got to bear!

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[alyssa]

great poem it really speacks the truth... keep writing!!