Trapped
Okay well ummm... my friend told me to post my poem on here sooo..... here it is... it's not really that good but o well....
Trapped
Why must you look at me?
Must your eyes stare at the body that encloses my internal and emotional insecurities?
Am I the one who you feel needs this punishment after I abandon my life just for your perfect 30" waist and cleavedged breasts to judge.
I gave up everything I had..... my love from my family which was taken for granted, my long lasting health, and most of all my self esteem.
All this was captured from me, all for you.
Do you not see my body deterriating infront of my deceiving eyes?
Can you not fell my pain and frustration?
What have you done to me and why?
You can't see this can you? You're only a mirage, a figment of all teenagers' minds.
Do you beleive I deserve this... this... this horror?
The horror th not know if I'm going to make it to my next birthday.
Must I relive a nightmare most would only need to open their eyes in order for you to disappear.
Why am I the one to be tortured of your presence?
But I am the only one aren't I?
I'm your main target, a target that can't save itself from your claws of illusion.
I'm trapped.
Ya so there it is... tell me what you think and please be honest