It's the unknown that holds me captive.
Caged like a bird desperate to fly.
I'm chained to the what-ifs of tomorrow--
Longing to be in a new time and place.
Fear of another you, never will I meet.
Confused on why I'd want another when you're standing in my face...
Why aren't you good enough?
How are my needs not met?
Drifting in and out of self-loathing and self-righteousness.
Wondering when it with all make sense.
Or if it ever will.
The loneliness that comes in moments of silence terrorizes me and drags me down.
I give in to my flaws and become less of who I want to be...
I'm scared of the future's clouded mystery.
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