as i wake from my slumber in the class
what were we just discussing?
i answered in my strange way, as usual
two plus two always makes a five
my world is unaffected by laws
a world where up can be down
where black can be white, where i
am accepted, cherished, not pushed
to one side. in my head i am loved
but in my body i am abused. hurt
on the outside, hiding on the inside
afraid to come out my shell, but my
true talent is my imagination, my
one final sanctuary to rely om
Turtles retreat out of shells. braver
than me in my utmost strengths
more noble, more chivalrous. More
burned, as the eagle feasts on its head
and i am safe in my portable home
one day i will come out, reveal myself
to the waiting world. but until that
far off day, i will live in my world
with no rules, no boundaries, no judge
where two plus two DOES make a five