Society's Prison

By Dhivya Rajan

The constraints are too painful to let go,

Maybe I should just put up a show,

A facade that I am the diamond,

Or a mask over their prying eyes that I am the island.

But I did take a stride to override these lines,

Only to have been cornered with no hide,

I then took a lonely path on a burm,

Almost wishing the water would overturn.

Now that I am sinking, gasping for air,

I wonder if I was just a spare,

Cause all that mattered was my breath,

While every other way led to death.

By Dhivya Rajan