Where am I and why
what have I done to deserve such pain
to be cast-out
held
locked away
to sit here in this rectangular box
never to get out
"well, maybe if you acted like an adult you'd be aloud"
am I even aloud to breath
sometimes it seems not
sometimes when I cry to be let go
it seems for asking I'll be shot
I don't want to be your friend
that's not how it works
I don't want to hold your hand
it only makes it worse
telling to let me go could only make me hurt
they just can't remember how young
young was to be
they can't remember
that's why they've chained me
" where are you guys going tonight"
I'll beg upon my friends
knowing I'll be left connected to a phone
in this captive piece of tin
let go
let go
I know I'll do fine
but they see well to keep me here
bound and confined
I am not a chiclet with loss of wings
I am a crow of years
to be set free
No,you're right
I'm still young
but if you keep me here much longer
I'll rot away to none
just months from legal age
then I'll fly away
will I ever come back
depends on your mistakes today
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Written July 31st, 2006
