Teen Ink

This mask; Cold & Dark, folding back every endured task. I can not scream nor yell, no matter the loudness of my bark. I am stuck under this fabricated Jail Cell. I have one thing to tell, listen all;...(more »)

This mask; Cold & Dark, folding back every endured task. I can not scream nor yell, no matter the loudness of my bark. I am stuck under this fabricated Jail Cell. I have one thing to tell, listen all; Scream, yell, Shout.. don't waist time in a pout or a fall, for one day, all will be placed under your personal, fabricated doubt.« read less