I'm hungry enough to eat a horse
A horse I won't eat
its what I need when I choose my course
My course is any except returning home
Returning home is pain if only someone had known
Known that I'm starve for my freedom that's so far away
Far away from here that even flowers die in may
In may is my chance
it being graduation
to push through the door
The door my future
My steps hesitant
My eyesight being poor
' Poor me' my persona said with its chelsea's smile
Smile big with your eyes being dark
as you lips spill out denials
Denials being many
Yes, keep pushing them back
Your heart that's encased in glass
its the only thing that is keeping it intact
Intact behind a brick wall
But in someone's hands it will bleed
there will be people who get so close
Its them when they leave I need
Malnutrition is a crime to do to a child
That after being bind down and now free will go wild
But these are only words flowing from my mind
And slowly I'm getting tired of the same rhyme
Expectations
restrictions,
guides and rules
Just leave me to my room
Biting Reality, kissing fantasy
Even when I write
my poems,
my stories,
my songs
Even when I
cry,
fight,
scream
and whimper
Even when I have
my close friends,
my family
Even when I have
my music,
my certain tools,
my books
I would do the cliche thing and even try to find myself
I'll return with peace in my mind and full
returning home makes me lose my appetite
So in order to be healthy and keep a live horse
I will fill my own refrigerator
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem