What is free?
Am I free?
I feel trapped, trapped from my family, trapped with friends, trapped even within my own skin. I love music and when I hear a beat that is mindblowing I feel trapped that I am unable to freely express my self. The stress from school and stuck to this earthly form is depressing that tobacco is a a source of comfort. As I watch the smoke exhaled from my lips I imagine myself as the smoke vanishing into a colorless fume.
Am I free?
What is free?
Betrayal
If I had 1 wish it would be to stay locked in my room with everything I want, but the wind calls me every day.
Sometimes I hate feelings but I guess it makes life interesting. I was asked by my best guy friend to check on his girlfriend so we could go together to the party tonight, but what I saw broke my heart. I saw her head above the couch, and then it disappeared.
Since the back of the couch was facing the door I didn't think much, searching in the dark for the light switch on the side of the wall...
"Why on earth are the curtains closed, its still day "... were the thoughts in my brain. I heard giggles, 1 deeper than vivi (my best guy friend girl).
I looked at the couch n there her head appeared but her face distorted and my cousin Miles, sucking her neck like an octopus. I felt the wall behind me as I inched closer to the door frame.
"Mira, mira..." Vivi called. I turned and ran out of the building, only stopping to hail a taxi n head home.
Now lying on my bed wondering if I will go for the party or lock myself in my room. I can hear the phone ringing downstairs and my cell phone vibrating next to me.
Betrayal, I know how that feels.