Sensitive to change…
Like living in a maze…
Further or closer…
I don’t truly know…
Until I hit that wall…
Or finally escape…
Ether way…
There’s no option but to push forward…
When I’m out…
I think things are going to get better…
But sadly…
I think I might fall into another maze…
Surrounded by walls…
Some dead ends…
Searching for my final escape…
Hopefully I don’t have to die to achieve it…
Hopefully I can find it long before I die…
At least that my goal…
But…
I don’t think I can fully succeed alone…
Who knows…
Maybe I can…
In fact…
It might be easier alone…
But…
I truly don’t know…
Stress…
Pressure…
Chaos within…
Outlets…
A chance to escape…
Gladly.
