The box

[LadyDay]

I was born in the light, a strange feeling of burning.
The first thing I saw was my mothers alien face.
I heard a voice that I had heard many times,
but saw a world I could never have pictured.
The next thing I new I was alone in a box,
a box that has surrounded me throughout my life.
I try to escape the box, but my parents won't let me.
I try to jump out the box, but people tell me to stay grounded.
I often wonder what will happen to me after my second birth.
Perhaps my new box will set me free.

Things I liked:
--the title was mysterious/drew me in
--"i was born in the light" the first words started the poem off well, made me want to continue but I'm unsure what you meant by "a strange feeling of burning" or how it relates to the light that you were born in. It seemed like such a positive idea followed by a negative one.
--the idea of speaking from a newborn's perspective is interesting
--personally, I think the box metaphor is overused and think you could come up with something else/some other way of expressing the restriction that is more creative. The cliche really distracted me from the flow of the poem.
-- "I often wonder what will happen to me after my second birth" is an interesting idea that I felt fit well with the first line's idea. I would like to see this idea explored. Maybe in another poem.
--I think the second last line is not continuous with the last one. I felt the second last line built me up and the last line didn't really relate. Still, I did think it was a great way to wrap up the idea of the poem and leave off with a positive note.

On a personal note:
Thank you for sharing. It's my first critique of a poem so I hope I wasn't discouraging and that I left a few helpful notes. I know that feeling of being "kept in a box" as many people do. I've only recently begun recognizing and accepting my value and right to be exactly what I am. I wish that for you (in this lifetime!) as well. Take good care and continue expressing yourself.