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The Birdcage MAG

March 24, 2011
By Ali Brustofski BRONZE, Oakland, New Jersey
Ali Brustofski BRONZE, Oakland, New Jersey
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I’m stuck sitting,
frozen in frustration.
These white walls wipe out
any inch of individuality
that once sang in my soul.
I’m a mime in a box not only in my memories.
It is precisely present,
suffocating and strangling my spirit
before my now empty eyes.
I gravely grasp onto
any small shred of myself
I can possibly protect from this oppressor.
I’m a radiant rainbow
Extinguished in gray drabness
to appear alike to all the others.
I push, push … painfully pressing on
the walls.
They’ve carelessly clipped my wings,
but they’ll grow, and I’ll go on my own.

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Andrew9151 said...
on Sep. 3 2011 at 11:15 pm
Wow this is amazing! You have a lot of talent Ali ! ~Andrew9151