Doorways control me..

I think no one listens
so, i just sit in my room
and try to make the tears come

they want to fall so badly
i pray to feel my sadness fall in every drop
hoping it will make me feel better

but tears never come
so i get up and walk out of my room

i see the door in front of me
i want to run away
so, just do it
i cant.

i dont want to feel sad or deserted anymore
so why do i?
walk out the door or cry to your hearts content

but i cant. im stuck. theres no where for me to go and nothing for me to do. im in hell and i cant escape..

yeah its not really a poem..i just needed to say it. it summed up my feelings pretty well..