A Blank Space Called 'Reality'

• Shania Mcdonald, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2013

We’re trapped in a box of boredom
we’re locked away in a place called reality
where these blank walls cover us up
we are looking for a way to escape
a way to get away just for a day
we’re trapped, locked and we can’t escape
look up darling
look at where we are
look up at the stars
don’t let them hurt you
don’t let those words burn you
keep your chin up
look up darling
just look up at the stars
each one shining,each one shining for you
keep on smiling,keep on trying
yeah I know you’re sick,yeah I know you're done
with the trying and the crying
inside you're dying; dying of loneliness