Trapped and Confused

Another day begins as I throw on my mask
I must step into my role again, pretending that its best
I'm alone in a crowd with the disagreeable task
I keep my thoughts silenced and supressed

A strength inside of me rises from below
I feel it yearing beneath the sufaces to be free
I fear that once I get a taste of it, it will overflow
And people will look at me as if I'm a shipwreck in the Red Sea

But I now must choose what my futrue will behold
I weigh my options and decide I no longer want to live in a cage
My eyes squeeze tight as I wait for a violent scold
They tear me down and my fear is replaced by enrage