On Lock Down - Poem by Kimberly Hope
I feel trapped by you.
You have laid down many rules.
I am not only yours though,
you do not own me like a slave.
I feel like your slave, a wh*re, a used toy.
What am I to become in 'your' world,
feeling like this...
I am not your toy to play with whenever you please.
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