I live in a small town
Where standing out is uncommon
Sometimes not even safe
There are always parking spaces
Yet there’s not always room for love
Everything is far away
Like acceptance for the unique
Massive homes always feel empty
And the tiny ones feel suffocating
Teen raggers are a thing
Where they get wasted beyond their dreams
I always wonder why
Is it for fun or to fit in to feel safe?
Some do it because this small town, despite its size is difficult to bear
Fitting in constantly so no one will stare
Everything is so slow
Most things feel still
Like time froze and we are stuck in places we don’t need
It’s a pill not all of us can swallow
I guess that’s why these streets always feel so hallow
I can’t wait to leave so I can finally be me
Dannaly Rodriguez, 17, attends Collins Hill High School. She doesn’t have a favorite color.
Photo above taken by Dannaly Rodriguez/VOX staff
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