FRANTIC

Finding out my fate

Many times to prove my faith

Never knew my outcome

To spend the rest of my life home

No way out

No way to sprout

Like a vine

So Devine

So my neighbours

Never knew my sorrows

And frustrations to occur

And many hours

Many days

And in front of their eyes

My dreams and wishes

To portrait

A new life to trait

Before my wishes to abait

Kanaar R. Bell