It's A Ritual Poem by Kymyata Parks

The past few years, i feel like ive been stuck inside this miniture box.

Not being able to breath, Wanting to reach the Sky and be as tall as the trees, Catch the air up high and flow in the breeze,

But that will never be because i feel like im stuck in a miniture box,
with a big fat lock, with a lost key.. So far you Can't even reach.

My tears are in the remains of a beach, Never to know where it's at or where it's left.

The only thing i wanted was the Very best, But along came stress that piled upon my Chest.

And I just feel like im stuck in this miniture box...

With no one to help me,
No one to care.