Trip to the past

When I went through high school I wrote a lot of poetry. It was my outlet. For awhile I'll be posting poems from back then, ones I like the best. Gimme feedback if you want.

Running away from shadows
Only to be trapped from within.
Knocking at the door,
Pounding on the walls,
Yet the barriers hold strong.
Who am I
But another lost soul?
Tears straining against my eyes
Though they manage to stay dry.
I've lost connection,
Almost all control.
Able to stay sane,
Only through what I say.