the sun is shining through the window
but i cannot see it
for my life is full of hate and dissappointment
the house feels like a jail
from which i cannot escape
i try too, constantly
but i cannot escape, i must not
but i cant help rebelling against the rules once in a while
no one can
but why is it that we must get punished for it?
why is it that we must suffer when we try to do our best?
why?
so many questions asked, but no one's answering,
for they ask me more than i ask them.
they interrogate me
try to change me
as if i am a criminal
but i'm a human being.
we all are.
im sorry i can't be perfect
no one can.
everyone has their flaws
some, more than others
the light fades, the hate overcomes me
the darkness prevails
never leaving


I am trapped.

Wow. I can relate to that so incredibley well, it's as if you drilled a hole inside the hell that is my mind, and took out words I've longed to form. That was brilliant. Great job.

Wow, thanks

I really really liked it!!

"they interrogate me
try to change me
as if i am a criminal
but i'm a human being.
we all are."

those are great lines!! LOVED IT

nice work it says how I feel sometimes.....yes very nice work...very good words

Poem was nicely written. Seems like it can have more of a darkness onto it but I like the whole thing of the feeling of being trapped.

nice job !

Great introduction. It really sets the tone of your writing. I hope you are able to find inspiration from sources other than boredom. It would be sad to see this writing become a deeper reflection of your life.

Sunshine can be more deeply appreciated after a few days of rain.