Popping Bubbles

Bottled in with nowhere to go.

Feelings mixed, and time’s going slow.

My Friends were divided,

But my Bullies got excited.

Mean girls, popular; long hair curled, gossipers.

Mean boys, rowdy; loud, rude words annoyed me.

Teasing drew out a tittering laugh from me.

I didn’t know where I wanted to be.

Holding it in, guilty as I was.

Keeping quiet, as I gave myself a pause.

Restrained below the surface, my heart burst.

My fake smiles saved me at my worst.

And I decided.

Kaleidoscopic emotions reflected off my eyes.

Facades and masks, I’ll wave my good-byes.

Time to pop the bubble surrounding me,

trapping me in false reality.

Say my words out loud,

disregard standards in society.

Escape.

Self-expression.

That’s what I wanted:

Through Song,

through Dance,

through Poetry.

All for the sake of the truest Me I could ever be.