This made me think about the way I was able to cope with my problems.
when I was a child it was my teddy bear and I believe the poem below
says it all.
My favorite place of all it wasn't a street
It was a place.
I could close the door.
No one could tell me what to do.
An escape from the really world.
I felt safe,
No one could hurt me.
School was my hell.
Had to hide from view
Smile and hide the hurt inside.
A friend ready to listen.
One that always gave me comfort.
That was and is Freddy my teddy.
Always waiting for me.
Hugged him tight.
let it out until I fell asleep.
The only one I trusted.
and only one I told my secrete to.
In my room no one could touch me.
Once I hit high school I found art and music to be the tings that helped
me. I was able to escape the real world and go into a world of my own
making. There I was the one in charge, and felt strong and in control.
When I was drawing I would shut out the world and what it expected
from me, I freed myself so I could be myself I know this sounds strange
but that is how I felt. Below are some things I did.
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