cut short

Stuck in the corner,
Nowhere to turn.
Imagination crushed,
Creativity stifled,
Independence lost,
Individuality taken away.
There's nothing left of her now.

And that was all that she was,
All that she had.
She wasn't the "athlete,"
Nor the "star student,"
Not even the "musician."
Now she's a nobody.
She had to get out of this place.
But all she could do was
Cry herself to sleep.

Knowing her nightmare would be reality again the next day