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I look to my left

And I see canary-yellow barriers.

Smiling and staring at me,

Big with rounded corners,

For my own safety, or so I'm told.

Their brightness reminds me of sunshine

Of bananas and lemons,

Smiles and happiness...yet...

They are a barrier to what I want.

They stand there and I see the smile with the cold eyes.

An enemy in disguise.



I look to my right

And see cherry red bars

So I dont fall off the playground,

Or so I'm told.

They are a vivid bright red,

Reminding me of apples at Halloween

and my baby brother's little red fire truck.

But they obstruct my view.

They stand in my way

I cannot get through them.

I want more.



I look down.

And I see a baby blue carpet.

To protect my fragile feet,

Or so I'm told.

It reminds me of baluga whales

And a blanket I named Rainbow

When I was 3 years old.

It's pretty and fluffy.

But it does not let me

Feel.

It does not let me

Know.



I look up.

And see a brilliant azure sky.

I see birds flying,

and clouds at heights I cannot imagine.

I see airplanes soaring

And the tops of trees

Swaying in the breeze.



I see Freedom.

I want Freedom.

I need Freedom.



The sky and its vastness.



That is my escape.