I
feel like a halloween pumpkin,
My insides all carved out.
Hollow, laid bare for all to see.
A frightening grin plastered on my face
as people look in with glee.
Stripped bare of all freedom,
-of speech.
of expression even.
Breaking free; an impossible feat.
A fate
Worse than a puppet on strings.
Heh.
Let's go Trick or treating.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem