Popping Bubbles
Bottled in with nowhere to go.
Feelings mixed, and time’s going slow.
My Friends were divided,
But my Bullies got excited.
Mean girls, popular; long hair curled, gossipers.
Mean boys, rowdy; loud, rude words annoyed me.
Teasing drew out a tittering laugh from me.
I didn’t know where I wanted to be.
Holding it in, guilty as I was.
Keeping quiet, as I gave myself a pause.
Restrained below the surface, my heart burst.
My fake smiles saved me at my worst.
And I decided.
Kaleidoscopic emotions reflected off my eyes.
Facades and masks, I’ll wave my good-byes.
Time to pop the bubble surrounding me,
trapping me in false reality.
Say my words out loud,
disregard standards in society.
Escape.
Self-expression.
That’s what I wanted:
Through Song,
through Dance,
through Poetry.
All for the sake of the truest Me I could ever be.