Rebecca Pepper Poems
You hold my hand and I fight the tears
Not because of you but of my fear
A fear so primal it's tearing me apart
Now we're right back to the start
You look into my eyes and say my name
My cheeks are burning with all this shame
I can't keep close contact with you anymore
I let my eyes fall to the bright white floor
Is this how it's going to be from now on?
Is that life really so long gone?
I want to look at your face a recognise those eyes
And be able to name my family ties
But they say I locked it deep within
And now I can't even point out my own ...
Broken by their word
you try, oh, try to fly
you are but a caged bird
who looks longing to the sky.
Kept under lock and key
your freedom denined
oh poor little birdie
so many rules you must abide