Trapped | Teen Ink


March 25, 2009
By Brett95 BRONZE, Farmington, New Mexico
Brett95 BRONZE, Farmington, New Mexico
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They told me that I would not make it
But I, being rebel, did it to defy.
So I ran, ran, ran.
Made it to doorway, doorway to freedom
and stopped. No, not by my own doing.
By those chains, holding me back.
Chains from responsibility, family, friends. Promises.
Still I broke off those chains, turned said a silent goodbye with my tears.
And ran.

The author's comments:
Sometimes we all want to run, some like the girl in the poem succeed, others don't. The chains hold them back. Be what you want to be. GOD BLESS!

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on Apr. 8 2009 at 1:24 pm
mrbananaman9 SILVER, Tucson, Arizona
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This is a great poem