BoundA Poem by Rhea752Why did you choose me To be the outcast of your tribe The center of your gibes Made me no longer free Chained me down With mocking words Boxed me up with boards So you could feel like a crown Manipulated my feelings Using cruel dour sounds with rope I am bound And Hope no longer sings I don't know which is worse Staying here by my own will Or caught in the chill Every word comes out as a lie, forced I wish I could end this happily But I'm not gonna lie Almost every day I cry 'Cause in those words the truth I see
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10 Reviews Added on August 23, 2012 Last Updated on August 23, 2012 AuthorRhea752Middle Of My Daydreams, FLAboutI am a 15 year old girl who loves to read, write, act, and draw. I just started writing seriously about 2 years ago. I've been published a few times in small online magazines. I am trying to find out .. more..Writing
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