It used to feel like a prison. I wished to find a way out. Contemplated on traveling outside, But never knew what was out there. Recurring thoughts, wishful thinking, wishing I was someone else, I begged the impossible to be possible. But none of that worked for me. I’m in a prison, but not as a punishment. I got here against my will. But I love it here, even though it is hard.
I wished to find a way out.
Contemplated on traveling outside,
But never knew what was out there.
Recurring thoughts, wishful thinking, wishing I was someone else,
I begged the impossible to be possible.
But none of that worked for me.
I’m in a prison, but not as a punishment.
I got here against my will.
But I love it here, even though it is hard.