The feeling of loneliness is very cold,
with everyone around you the air is suffocating.
So I’m in this cold stuffy box, and with every undertaking shove something heavier is being placed on top of this box.
It’s hard to breath and I don’t know where I’m at nor where this box is headed.
Can I get out to breath?
Will anyone let me stretch my legs?
I want to feel like that baby that takes it’s first stretch outside of the womb
But I can’t; school, family, friends, and my relationship won’t let me
So let’s say life won’t have it that way
I just have to go with the flow