my body feels like a room
a room with no key
even if some flowers bloom
my mind still wants to flee
bright bold petals outside
putrid rot beneath
I may look full of pride
but I clench my teeth
everyone feels so closed
I'm afraid I will be disposed
I am done being trapped
I have no choice but to adapt
first time trying to write poetry
Good job! I really like this.
Its tough to manage the formal structure and emotion together for a first timer and you did really well there!