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I have nothing


I sit here outside my locked bedroom.
My dad has locked me out.
I have no phone.
No music player.
No activities.
No fun.
All I can do is work, work, work.
I sleep on the couch as I have no bed.
My clothes I must ask to get,
Along with anything else I want or need.
At my house, in this situation, I feel
I feel I don’t have the freedom I’m so used to having.
I want to get back what’s mine, but to do that,
I must improve my grades.
I may have nothing now, but soon I will have everything.