Cage
Perhaps one of my worst traits is dreaming I dream to leave behind my soft spoken nature To demonstrate confidence I dream to hear the waves of Applause surrounding me. To have the people on the edge of their seats I dream to prove those who called me BitterBoring Plainwrong But, I never let them exacerbate my insecurities. For inside, I am lively and I dream. There is nothing more sweet than the beauty of The Arts. I dream to be a writer. To learn the Ins & Outs of the Stage But, I cannot. For, I am just a small birdIn my monumental cage Of Doubt.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world