March 12, 2008
By rachel gardner, Boston, MA

sheilding me from the outside world,protecting my feelings thoughts feelings. yet traped, caught, lost un able to explore. my thoughts are lost stolen i am bare alone, solitude.all of my thoughts lost, stolen i am bare alone, solitude. all of my thoughts come back and i go to wonder in my memories looking for my child hood, happy thoughts but no only scarey dark evil thoughts. deaths. maddnes, suisides. no more maski want out! im finally free, able to explore together, lights sound. the truth is out it was my mother who put it on me. all the cursing. disbeliving lieing, untold secrets.

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