To Say When I       say..

Today where do I lie
The front and back of me is all they see
Trapped isn't good enough
I'm wedged deep inside the cores of cores
Restricted from myself
The thought of being more is nowhere
Suppress and dying from the withholding
Fold always
Clothes set aside but isn't worn
Grasses that have never been walk upon
I wait to feel moist feet take strides and spread.