When knuckles turn white from clutching freedom so hard.
Finally, freedom! Beautiful freedom. Funny--
It looks like mac and cheese in this light.
Tomorrow I'm going to the doctor all alone,
And I don't know my insurance information,
Or even my doctor's name, for that matter.
The car's on empty--maybe I just won't go.
But mac and cheese sucks when you're sick and tired.
My roommate's too busy and healthy to give me a hug.
I'd kill for one of Mom's backrubs.
You crazy tyrants--why did you give me what I wanted?
2 comments:
it has such an innocent title, but it really sad. And not sad in bad way. Its just real, and reality isn't always happy or what you thought it was going to be. Im a little confused why you chose Mac & Cheese to represent freedom? Unless I miss understood something
Freedom can take many forms we don't expect. In this poem, the student has left her family to go to college, and is now missing the comforts of home. The freedom she was so looking forward to isn't as grand as she expected; she wanted freedom but didn't anticipate being broke and having only mac and cheese when she's sick. The mac and cheese only represents freedom as far as being a poor college student away from parents. Thanks for your comment!
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