Locked inside my head
Longing to be set free
Screaming, Crying
Pushing to be seen
But cruelly locked are minds doors
letting the light taunt and tease
ignoring the begging and pleading words
withholding the only key
The real me begs to get out
but every time it tries
its pushed further into its prison
escaping others eyes
For nothing on earth is what it seems
image is everything, every day
and though you try as hard as sin
there simply is no way
Author notes
Written November 28th, 2003
A contest entry
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300 points, ended April 17, 2004, 40 entries
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excellent job - very honest - i love that
the following stanza said it all screaming to be let out but you hold you back - perfect
The real me begs to get out
but every time it tries
its pushed further into its prison
escaping others eyes
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very nice poem!! it is beautiful!!!! it says so much and it is put together nicely!! very good job and the best of luck with the contest!
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wow! this si a beautiful poem! i deffinently know how tis feels! you writ so beautifuly! very nice work! thank you much for shareing! and the best of luck in the contest
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