By Carmella Roberts, TIWP Student

I’m not sorry for sending my food back.
I’m not sorry for sitting in “your” seat.
I’m not sorry for having an opinion.
I’m not sorry that you chose to pack your things and leave.
I’m not sorry you don’t get your time, that was your choice.
I’m not sorry that there is truth inside of all of us we can no longer hide.
One day or another, we all want to fly away
but we can’t fly away unless the chains that hold us back are broken.
What are your chains?
We are all contained, until we set ourselves free.