I felt the two lines,
Of tears shrivel down,
My cheeks.
Broken Heart.
Broken Fate.
My freedom place,
Has just turned into my,
Prison.
No where to go.
They wont let me.
I dont have a choice,
Anymore.
Taken away.
By my own,
Parents.
To my,
Dismay.
They dont want me,
To become,
A screw up.
I have no,
Choice.
They say that,
My reasons arent good,
Enough.
But what if I told them,
The Truth.
I needed a break.
I am dieing,
Inside.
Would they give me,
That break,
I need.
Or leave me,
To my,
Suicide?
 
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