Free Poem by Brianna Wilshusen

Why am I here?
I can't escape.
Trapped in a place,
Where I can't breath.
My heart is slowing,
My breathing thin.
I can't catch my breath,
Will I die here?
He won't let me leave,
I can't make it alone.
I could live in trees,
I could eat what I find.
Become a savage,
I know all I need.
Gather my things,
To live my while.
I would be the Queen,
Of the woods I shall roam.
I could have freedom,
The best kind of them all.
Freedom of the trees,
The forest and the sky.
Freedom to travel,
To follow my heart.