Over Pretected Poem by christy mayon

Like a thick blanket thrown over the sun
I am pretected and hided from all my fun.

How can I make mistakes if I do not explore
one little pinch of fun and I'm begging for more.

Work and work and work and it's still not enough
If your giving your best, will there be any time for love?

Hiden from dangers and a prisoner from life
you want noone to take over your strife.

Your blindfolded from secrets and torn apart
Is it possible your whole life you've been living in the dark?

I wish I could turn on the lights and escape the darkness
but everyone around me are blind and some are heartless.

Times almost up and now i'll just wait
In a few more years I will finally be able to escape.