Locked Out

By: Anonymous

I look at them around me

Those who with my choices disagree

My eyes drop

They’re staring

Quickly judging what they see.

Alone am I to every degree

I never use the pronoun “we”

I’m different

Too different

Locked out without a key,

I am a work in progress

Who am I? I’m left to guess


To be perfected

And that makes them love me less.

I feel trapped in a cage

It’s an overwhelming stage

High school

The teen years

What lies on my next page?

I will figure myself out

With your help or without


In time

This is what I write about.