The night kissed my open wounds shut.
I wanted to embrace death but I won’t go quiet.
My clutter filled room is the only world I know.

After nineteen years of being trapped I can’t leave.
Breaking free through with my mind is the only escape.
Books and the Internet give me dreams of the outside.

My family loves me but they can never let me go.
I’m an inmate chained up by their overprotective good intentions.

In a few years everything I know will be completely gone.
My grandparents will be gone and I’ll lost and alone.

Nothing can tear through the heart faster than living in a broken home.