That’s me in my box, my world Writhing twisting turning Trying to grow, to break free of this torment Growing changing I try to find myself I bounce off the walls and turn around Bending and sliding trying to find an escape I change colors as I face new challenges As my moods erupt then subside into sadness Soon I pick up speed pushing spinning attacking with new lust I repeatedly crash into the walls But soon I fall to the floor Exhausted and scared I curl up into a ball glaring at these walls I try to spot any newly created weaknesses But all that I notice, through all of the battle The walls have not moved, not even a millimeter. Thanks for all the comments Tina and everyone. Comments are what drive me to write more. I don't even mind if they are negative, though I prefer the positive ones. Sorry for the delay in updating.
__________________ Luke <3 Angel Pupness loves Angel mooore.Katie Minnson- Third Year - Hufflepuff |