Here's a new poem I wrote last night - added touches today. I enjoy it's strange format. <3

pain.

I've become trapped.

My cage has no bars
    And it has no walls--
But it has a pulse,
And it has breath,
And it has my skin.

My jailer's face
Lives only in the looking glass;
In the Doctors' white coats
    and medical degrees;
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Sick and in pain and miserable.

I had to stay home from school today.

I should do my math homework, but I can't focus enough.

/dies