Faith in a Box

Its hitting me recently
That I hate high school

I am a very
...
fluid
person.
I can get along with almost everyone
Because of it
But I am noticing it more so
In my small town
Small catholic school
In my 29 person grad class
That I can switch gears instantly
I can be the quiet one
I can be the loud one
I can be flirty one second
And professional the next
I can be anything
At the snap of a finger

I can't tell if it's good or bad
Is it alright that all these persona's
lie.
In me just waiting to show?

I also realized
that my moving to this small town
To be sheltered
and smothered
and blocked in
and my attendance to this catholic school
to do daily prayer
and look upon a cross
no matter where i look

Has put my own faith in a box.
and sealed it.
and stowed it away.
in a corner somewhere.
half forgotten
as i skip mass.
and scorn the hypocritical ways.
funny
how i have and perhaps always will

work exactly the opposite way
of the way you push me.

-little star