A Feeling

Four walls surround me.

Built to keep me safe.

Outside of my protection.

Is the world.

Where they play and are seem to be enjoying life.

I cannot understand why they do this.

The rain comes and the run to shelter themselves.

Why go, when they know the rain will come.

Sad as they go home.

Yet cheerful when they played their little games.

That feeling.

Emotions running through them.

I want that feeling.

I desire that feeling.

And suddenly.

These four walls no longer protect me.

They instead.

Imprison me.

-Gaara