Senioritis.

somebody save me;
I'm trapped by
these (four) walls that close me in,
cutting me off from who I know
I can BE.

no light, no windows;
nothing to keep out
the darkness
which surrounds
on all sides.

I want to
SCREAM! because I know,
I know the beauty of the sun,
I've felt its warmth and joy --
I long to be set free.

but no one's here;
no one to hear my fears (and dreams).
so I guess it's up to
only
me.

some days I go down fighting,
others I go down crying.
but deep in the /secret/ place
my heart of hearts,
I know!
I will survive.