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So my friend's friend came with my friends when we went back to primary school and she claimed to like Linkin Park but the ONLY SONGS she probably knew were Sharp Edges, Numb, One More Light and In The End :( I mean she's probably a very nice person but she is very hyper (not in the good way) and keeps singing Linkin Park in such a horrible way that Linkin Park has been ruined for me ahhhh :((

*SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHO MIKE SHINODA WAS AND IF I'M NOT WRONG CLAIMED THAT CHESTER WAS CALLED LINKIN >:( 

maybe I'm overreacting but honestly these kinds of things trigger me to death :/

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The stars outside my window shine bright tonight

My curtains may be shut in the day, but at night,

I can't help but dream of the stars, the moon,

The sun's rays and the freedom that awaits.

Everyone else that has come to see me

In the first year I was in this wretched place 

Told me I was lucky to be surrounded by the chilling cold

But all I want is warmth, natural, blinding warmth 

All I want is to see the world one more time

But is the world really just the same?

My parents haven't come in so long

They have a daughter now though, I've heard

Maybe that's why they haven't visited me yet?

It's been ten years since I saw you last

The wind, the snow, the cold winter's blast

I don't mind if I stay lonely and die someday 

All I want is to see the world again for what it is

Just one more final time, alone and happier than I am here

But I'm stuck in the place I've been forced to call home-

The home of those that have given up on seeing the outside again.

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My home.

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N O T E :

I know that everyone interprets different things differently, so please don't change your point of view just because of what I'm going to say :) 

Also, thank you so much to athena91522, SophieAbnegation, potterheadivergent and theserenexaini for voting and commenting! I hope you guys liked this poem! :)

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A N A L Y S I S :

This poem, in my opinion, is about a teenager (I'm going to call him/her a he) that was sent to a mental hospital for being different. Ever since, he's been locked up in his room, unable to even glimpse outside, because people fear catching his 'disease'.

Left with nothing to do, he spends most of his days thinking about the outside world, where everything was so much more colourful and free. His friends and family stopped visiting him after a while, and as much as he wanted to see them again, they never visited him and he began to lose hope in his wish.

Later on, he learns that his parents had had another child-a 'normal, healthy, pretty young girl', in fact, and as hurt as he was, he tries to remain optimistic and figures that the reason for his parents not visiting him was because of them being busy.

However, when his parents did not come to see him, he gives up hope completely and wishes to be free, and experience the winter's cold again, which he considers as much better than staying in the hospital, even if it meant that he was going to be 'lonely' and 'die someday.'

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