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Claustrophobia
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Depressed. Once again I'm a little girl
Locked inside her closet.
Scraping at the door with bloody hands
Begging my cousin to open it.
But I was a bad girl
With two hands in the cookie jar.
Who wiped her hands on white seats
Within her cousin's car.
At first the closet was fun
A place of fascination.
But then they started to mock me
With fierce determination.
I cry out once again an apology
That I'll be good just let me out.
But my cousin replies that she hates me
And thats what this is about.
She believes her boyfriend dumped her
Because she had to watch me.
So he chose to go out without her
And found a new girl named Sandy.
Tears burn down my cheeks
And my throat is dry.
I keep scratching at the door
Even as I cry.
Please let me out! I don't want to die!
And she seems to be losing her patience.
She shoves a shirt blocking y only light
Then I am left in silence.
I am sure I am dying slowly
Because I have no new air
I tell my cousin that much
But I doubt she'd care.
I am only a little girl
And I didn't mean any harm.
Yet still I am scratching the door
As blood flows down my arm.
Now I am really losing air
So much I can only whisper-scream.
And then my consciousness starts to fade.
And I collapse into a dream.
I am flying quickly towards the sky
And it is beautiful up there
With wonderful clouds all around.
And the crispest air.
Then I'm yanked from my dreams
By a breaking sound.
Then I see my mother in front of me
Pulling me from the ground.
I turn my eyes to my cousin
Who lied and said I got stuck within.
"Just tell them the truth. You did it.
But I promise not to be bad again."
And then my mother is telling her to leave
While barking out commands.
I'm not surprised to see tears in her eyes.
And she bandages my bloody hands.
