It wasn't me

Trapped between walls of your own erecting
the ceiling is closing in, the floor is rising
I try to push through and you throw me down and berate me for wanting life outside these walls
I try to sink to your level and the floor swallows my dignity, I can't breath.
I curl into a ball and lay motionless,
why move when you're beaten down at every turn?
If I stay down, there is no where to fall.

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Written 06/26/12

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and nowhere to fly :(

and nowhere to fly :(


Much Love

Ashley