It’s really quite ridiculous. At my own home, I’m always trapped. Trapped behind my four square walls. It is the place I can put my feelings away, hiding in the confined space, away from everyone else. Its kind of Ironic that here I long for such a space. I have not my walls to hide behind, but am forced in this house of dimensions that I share with everyone else. The world can watch me fall apart. The only place I can go to put my feelings and emotions away, is the one place where there are no walls at all.
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