I’m trapped and no matter how hard I bang on the walls of my glass cage I’ll never be free.
Which is cruel as the thing I desire most is right there, yes sitting not even five feet away from me.
I could get angry at my capture and curse their name, but there is no point you see.
Because what has me trapped inside this glass box unable to move is fear, yes my capture it turns out is me.
So if I could just change my thinking then maybe I could achieve my desires, who knows, maybe.
~ The Incidental Scribe