I live in a box where I
am the fabricated Mr. Jack
And Lady Injustice's hand has
Been winding my devastated handle
ROund after limitless round
Uncontrollably anticipating reason and reality
Enthralled by her contention
COnfined by her rules
That what we have
Created just “isn't fair”
I am the 15th line
On the 95th page of intention
Enticed by my filthy little secret
I can't give my body a break
Only my mind is exhausted.
am the fabricated Mr. Jack
And Lady Injustice's hand has
Been winding my devastated handle
ROund after limitless round
Uncontrollably anticipating reason and reality
Enthralled by her contention
COnfined by her rules
That what we have
Created just “isn't fair”
I am the 15th line
On the 95th page of intention
Enticed by my filthy little secret
I can't give my body a break
Only my mind is exhausted.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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