As one of many puppets in a classroom,
I must conform to every writing prompt.
Each thought is controlled by the teacher.
My freedom of expression is paralyzed by rules.
I want to scream at the top of my lungs,
“Does anyone really care how I feel?”
Since I do not have the courage to do this,
I give in to the domination of my feelings.
I need a forum where I can openly write,
With my trusted pen and paper by my side.
No more weakness or locked up emotions,
And there will be no holding back this time.
The words will flow easily from my mind,
When I am given this opportunity to write.
With no restrictions or judgments from others,
I can finally be heard and understood.
I want to write for the beauty and the pleasure.
It is where my opinionated voice can be heard.
With my pen in hand, my confidence will take over,
Empowering me to express what’s on my mind.