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Mar 2014
For the past fifteen years
I've had parents
Limiting and monitoring
What I do, what I wear, how I feel
I've had a brother
Who refuses to be seen with me
Until I look and act a certain way
I've gone to a school
Where if you're not exactly
Like everybody else
You're not worth the time
For fifteen years
I've had people tell me
Who I am
Who I should be
And how to live my life
For fifteen years
I've been alive
But not truly living
This is why I can't wait
Until I turn eighteen
Because the day I turn eighteen
Is the day my life begins
Diana
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Diana  Texas
(Texas)   
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