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.