StruggleA Poem by Alex P.The struggle that takes place when you realize something in your mindset is wrong. That something needs to be done differently.
Writhing, aching,
I claw at the glass that holds me down Quaking, sobbing, I scream though my voice makes naught a sound Whimpering, huddled, I sit in my prison scared and alone Arching, screaming, My cell bars are made from my own white bone
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