What if I want to have fun?
What if my options were limited?
What if certain things were restricted?

Well I’m in this position
I’m tryna change but
I’ts hard to make the right decision

The worlds on my shoulders
I can’t fathom the impact it has
There’s no one around to ask
For answers they might not have

I cant wait till things get better
When im happy again
I feel worse than under the weather
I’m in a storm cloud
Waiting till the day I make it out

This poem was written/submitted by Catarina.