Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2016
They contain us like vicious creatures.
If we escape the box we are forced into,
We must be hunted down and stopped,
Or put into a new, stronger box.

The only way we can escape
Is if all the boxes are destroyed
Or every creature has its own, perfect, self-made box.
Written by
Noah Stowe  Gender Fluid/My house
(Gender Fluid/My house)   
243
   Chloe Chapman and LeV3e
Please log in to view and add comments on poems