Living life in a box

by Brodie   Mar 11, 2005


I can't stand the way I feel,
no self esteem and lack of confidence,
I feel lost, lost like a child yearning for his mother,
Vulnerable to the world so big,
I can't leave the safety of my room,
scared to become displaced,
scared to be different,
just staying behind the same flock of sheep,
continually worrying about what others think,
conscious of how I look, act and my personality,
I'm tapped in my own life,
wanting to leave, but unable to find the courage,
never to leave

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