It is like not having freedom anymore. No more freedom to express onself in ways one should. The trapped feeling. Unable to breathe through things normally again because...well because...trapped.
Every move requires thoughts and thoughts. No ability to let it out anyway you want for the fear of being such a bore? Or maybe for the fear of what the response would be.
Its like muffled words. Speaking but wasn't heard clearly. It is such a blur that ignoring seems far off better then asking. Or is it?
Being confined. Trapped. Unable to run away. Because it all keeps coming back. But why?
I know i asked maybe thought of this before. But this is never what i wanted? Maybe yes. Maybe. I can't seem to recalled. But why?
And no. I just have to, must question this. It is too hard to keep it all inside. I must know it all. But why? Why i do not have the same burning desire to know for somthings more important? Why?
Why does it exist?
Maybe it is easy. But it is not. No. Never. It just keeps coming back. Haunting me. No. The stigma. Yes the stigma of oneself.
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