Monday, September 8, 2014

Barriers

Solitude
Eternal
Stillness
Behind a couch
Surrounded by equipment
A screeching fan

No one gives a shit
Not even me
They have their world
I have mine
I'm hot
They're cool

Frustrated
Annoyed
Tired
Sick
My feet are rotting
My back is aching 

The end is near
I can almost hear
I'm on my last nerve
How much longer can I last?
How much longer til I snap?
Blow up this whole building

Truth is...
I don't wanna be here
Where you are
Where he is
Where they are
Not here

Barriers..
Stopping me
But keeping me comfortable
Barriers
Building blocks of my life
Building nothing

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