My life is a box

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Do you ever feel like you're suffocating in your life? Like you're blocked, where you can't do anything and can't even move?

Submitted: December 09, 2012

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I feel like I'm trapped in a box.

Like I can't come out.

I can't move or breathe.

My life is suffocating me.

This town is suffocating me.

You're suffocating me.

I need to adventure out and breathe.

My life is holding me down.

I feel like I can't do anything.

It's too small of a place for me.

I'm trapped in a box.

My life is a box that I'm trapped in.

Nothing seems to work out.

Because I'm trapped in a box. Trapped I tell ya.

I'm screaming and pounding to get out.

I can't take it anymore.

This isn't going to work out.

I can't stay trapped anymore.

I'm tired of wasting my life away.

That's all I'm doing if I stay.

I can't stay. I must go.

I might hurt the few people.

But I can't handle it.

I'm sorry but I must go.

I can't stay  suffocating.

Suffocating. Trapped. Isolated.

I'm trying to get out.

I can't seem to find my way out.

It's like a bottomless pit.

I can't come out.

I can't crawl my way out.

My life is a box.

I'm suffocating.

Soo many issues.

It's weighing me down.

I'm slowly getting out now.

Before long I will be long gone.

This town will be history to me.

That's what happens when you're running from your past.

 


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