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Confined

This house is not my home

10x10 room of isolation, I am alone
I grip the knob of the door and breathe deep
I already want to be alone and retreat 
Back to the only space where I find relief

The door is now open, the air is cold
Royal flush in my hands but I'm ready to fold
Blurry faces, I try to look away but I can still hear
Tones of voices, only a child can cover their ears

Keep it together

Living in the smallest picture, with a larger one in mind
Keeping composure is a battleground 
But for patience I seek and I find 
I am a finder

I carry with me
The passion to succeed 
I look inside myself and find
That I already have what I need

It's been another long day
I am ready to say goodnight

I am 5'8
There is 5 feet of clear space on the floor
I have a blanket
I lay down once more

I will endure another day
This will pass
These days will become the smaller picture
I'll be living large

I remember
This house is not my home
So I
Keep it together

For now I find comfort 
In this 10x10 room of isolation 
Here I am confined
I only love to be alone 

I do not let it force me to forget
I am a finder, I will set myself free

Out of this room
Away from this house
Far from the hate
That I block out 

I will find true love
And end up where I belong
The road is long
I find the strength to keep it together

I will not be confined.

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