Christine
Christine has social phobia
She doesn’t like to go outside
She is cooped up inside all day,
Hunched over a book or on the
Computer. Her days are filled
With boredom and gloom.
At the mere age of 12, she is
Accustomed to the world
That is the inside of her own
Home. She has no goals
No life, no hopes, no dreams,
She is trapped inside a box
And she can’t seem to get out
And that angers her
She hates herself for being this
Way, she wishes she could be like
Other kids. Her parents don’t care,
In fact they barely notice that she’s
There. She wonders if this is all life
Has in store for her, and for the first time
In her life, she hopes, she prays that
She’ll change.
Copyright © Kristen Wallen | Year Posted 2010
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