Trapped

I'm 15 and a junior in high school.
People tease me and make fun of me.
I just want to be cool, 
I just want to be free.

But I'm trapped in this body,
A little awkward and shy.
I want to be happy, 
And just let myself fly.

I'm 35 and have been married for 10 years.
My husband gets abusive after a few beers.
I'm afraid to leave him and be all alone,
I don't want to be own my own.

I'm trapped in this marriage, it's not going to last.
"To love and to honor" is a thing of the past.
I want to be happy,
I want to be free.

I'm 75 and I can't remember my own name.
My son had to send me away.
But I know he loves me just the same,
I just can't bear to face another day.

I'm trapped in this home with others just like me.
Who long to live, to be free.
To escape this prison we call our beds,
And banish this illness from our heads.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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