What does it mean to be trapped?
To feel spied on, never ignored.
Under constant surveillance,
Disproportionate scrutiny,
Excessive judgement.
The lament in those eyes,
To see me.
Oh, the forced manners.
The false kindness,
For the sake of public spectacle.
But I see the clear hypocrisy—
the debacle in those few seconds of privacy.
You corrupt your manners.
You act like a queen.
With that lame superiority.
Your insecurity dethrones you.
It’s your cue.

©Ana P. Rose & Anaprose 2017.
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Hi, welcome to Ana's blog. Ana is a Xennial, born and raised in California. She is interested in creative writing, news, sports, and entertainment. Ana is a graduate of UC Irvine with a Bachelor of Arts in English, in 2013. She received a Master of Arts in English at Azusa Pacific University, in 2017. A few fun facts: Ana is a fan of soccer (football). Her favorite player is Cristiano Ronaldo, and her favorite teams are Real Madrid and Liverpool. She's learning French. She speaks fluently both English and Spanish. And the first book she read as a child was the Bible in Spanish. Lastly, she's writing her first book, and she hopes to publish it soon. It's a fantasy (psychological) with Christian themes novel.
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