The hallowed halls of high school glowing
Something wicked is blowing
Wall-to-wall with anxiety
A nervous flutter
Indecisive clutter
Too scared to mutter

Our real desires
What makes us inspired
What burns in our fires
Worried others will conspire


Longing to…
Express
Confess
Lay to rest
all the lofty expectations

With each thought. Bam.
With each judgment. Slam.
With each limitation. Crash.
With each “no you can’t.” Clang.
A box is built with you in the center
Don’t let them

Confine you

Define you

Refine your passions
Don’t make that grave mistake

Be you. Be Brave.