trapped inside

the invisible cage

that confines me

 

coated in sweet vanilla

that satisfies their taste

plastered with beautiful images

that bring them comfort

 

but constructed with irons of

uncertainty

fear

shame

not what I really am 

 

underneath it all

behind the wall

I'm still here

with the real

 

but I'm slowly losing

my might

to continue fighting

this fight

 

but all she wrote was

"be your true self"

nothing else

my first piece of advice

in this life she gave me

my only birthright

 

so something

must be done

 

find the key

tear down the wall

set your true self

free 

 

(and be loud

make mama proud)