Handcuffs | Teen Ink


August 31, 2011
By clairexaudrey PLATINUM, Bethel, Connecticut
clairexaudrey PLATINUM, Bethel, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen."
-Elizabeth Kubler Ross

I am enslaved by embarrassment.
Handcuffs for the handicapped.
Orange jumpsuits scream the words I cannot.
These bars are comforting,
Casting shadows on my face.
You may torment me from afar
But I am safe inside this place.
They all scream criminal, crook,
Because labels are for losers.
The scars in my arms hold the fear
I refuse to show.
Every night the laughter in my memories
Gets louder
And cuts deeper,
But I refuse to let them know.
A ball and chain to restrain
Me from running.
The cop in front of me
Stares me down,
But I had it coming.
If I just hid my face,
If I never said a word,
If I looked down when I cried
Maybe they wouldn’t have been so disgraced.
If I gave up on being happy
If I never tried to love
It would’ve saved me the torment
I tried to rise above.

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