Sometimes, I feel
much like a
porcelain doll entombed
in glass for
the world to
see but for
me to never
experience a thing.
They deemed me
fragile, so they
locked me up
thinking it would
keep me safe
but all that
did was drove
me completely insane
with the want
to feel freedom
and the fear
of never being
able to experience
anything apart from
the glass coffin
that keeps the
world out and
keeps me in.