Suffocating

Hey Readers...
It's creepy moody post with eanaa!!!
(with that annoying game show tone)

Basically eah,
Stop reading if you don't want to get depressed.

Have you ever felt boxed in or imprisoned.
That's how I felt like most of my life.
I am thus reminded once again why I hated home.
It's suffocating here.

I'm not talking about child abuse or family feuds,
there's none.
It's just that moment,
where life turns dull,
Your chores bores you but when you're done,
here you are,
staring at the computer screen...
Reading manga(varies depends on persons)

I hate it and it's suffocating me.
I'm being left with my thoughts running wild.
Too wild.
Too lonely.
Save me..

My mum hated the fact that I daydream,
back when I was in high school.
Daydreaming was my way out.
Daydreaming is how I breathe.
I can't breathe in this house.

I thought home was your safe place,
but right now, like always,
home is a prison.

Still, when I'm away all I think about is home,
now that I'm home, I can't breathe.
HUMANS..
We're all idiotic humans.
We want everything but in the end,
we gain nothing.

I pretty much not contacting anyone.
More like I feel like I have no one to contact.
The only person I have in mind is Sophie,
but I'm scared of her.
So I kept running away from her but ended up back to her.

I'm just a lonely brat,
looking for something more,
to this life than just this,
dull grey life I'm living.

But I guess,
in the end,
I'm lost...
or maybe ...
suffocating in this prison.

The End