I can't go back on what I used to be,
I don't want to revive the old meaningless me.
(However) I'm stuck in a cage that is not my home-
(& Now) I'm left to suffer with this anxiety all on my own.
What happens (when) you can't get out-
The (words) and (emotions), because they seem devoid of feeling.
The emptiness (inside) has sent your mind reeling.
Even (you) yourself don't know what it's about.
Like a [[plague]] you are malignly and get no restitution.
It's cancerous and destroys life's as a daily retribution.
How does one defend themselves against (themselves)
When does it become apparent to you and not just (everybody) else.
I want to {( live )} i want to {( breathe )},
But out of spite and mixed jealously,
I'm forced sideways onto a trail of animosity's,
(&) Holding my breathe for a life called hostility.
