When it gets Dark
I dread the time
That I will be sent
To that place
With the bared walls
On four sides of me
and my toys are there
But it still scares me
The small prison
At the edge of
My mommy and daddy’s bed
This must be my punishment
For being the sixth in line
when all my brothers and sisters
Get to sleep in beds
That they can get out of
Any time they want to
I am treated different
and so unfairly
The small little light
Makes bars on the walls
To remind me that
I am trapped
As I sit so scared
Than my eyes get heavy
And I fall asleep
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