Small Spaces

Hanging around in the dark,
It’s small and crowded
And I’m surrounded

The tiny room bursts with clothes,
Which press up against my mouth
Preventing me from shouting out

I want to scream the truth!
But I’m so scared…

All I want is to be myself!
Living in this closet is a burden I can no longer bear.

© 2013 VicRomero

<<I wrote this…a little less than a year ago…kinda brushed my conflicting thoughts off with this poem>>

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