I cannot knock on the door
or ask for extra napkins
I cannot call you and ask how you are
I cannot raise my hand without the fear of being wrong
I cannot hang out with new people
I cannot live my life
It is like being in a cage that is unlocked
I can get out but I have trapped myself
It is like wanting to have friends but cannot hang out
It is like suffocating but I am still breathing
It is not a way to live
It is a way to die