I may be young
But I am not free
I may seem happy
But that is not me
I wake up, put on my fake smile
The first 6 hours are me in denial
When I get home my true colors show
My mind breaks down I start to explode
I think about the bubble I am in
Trapped and tortured by my kin
So afraid to let go, so afraid I’ll get hurt
but I am suffocating in this bubble full of dirt
So take down the shield
I beg of you, please
Let me live my life
Figure out who I’m supposed to be.
A contest entry
- The voice that goes unheard by Starz of Heaven.
525 points, ended June 3, 2008, 24 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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Yes, families can be very suffocating especially when all you want is to spread your wings. There is a fine line between contolling your emotions and bottling them inside. bottling is never healthy!
Thanks for entering my contest.
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Thank you for taking the time to enter my contest this is a piece that many can realte to growing upis very hard thanks for sharing much love always
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This is good. This should be in the teenage issues and the angst categories.. I liked the way you explained yourself.. It doesn't sound like whining, it sounds genuine (:
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