I'm trapped.
Trapped in a bubble.
A bubble of my own cruel thoughts.
A bubble of my own cruel emotions.
Emotions which leave me numb, empty, lonely.
Emotions which pain me so, beating me, slowly.
I scream out for help; but I cannot be heard.
The bubble is invincible, inside it is my own harsh world.
On the outside, others see me.
Or what they think is me.
Their happiness; reflected upon the shiny exterior.
Their happiness; which they think is my happiness.
Although; my happiness abandoned me long ago.
Leaving me to live a joyless life inside the bubble.
A life that doesn't belong to me.
A life that belongs to the bubble.
It owns me.
It rules me.
It hurts me.
Save me. . .