Straight Jacket

by Stacy   Feb 26, 2006


Huddled I lay
Bound to the South
Rocking back and forth
Rocking, rocking

So throw away the key
Along with my hopes
And dreams:
All gone

My plea for
Freedom - rejected
Denied
Shut down
Put out

Crying, now
Rocking, rocking

*This is me venting. My parents won't let me go to private prep school in New England. Ugh! I'm so mad at them*

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