All of this time, I felt so claustrophobic; The walls are caving in on me. But, I’d never tell anyone. No, no… My home and chest and mind and Sanity can all cave in, And I won’t say a ****** thing. I am sick of missing myself. I’m right here, I’m just… Asleep. I stumble over my own two feet Like some blind traveler, Lost on these same roads I’ve walked Forever. And maybe, just maybe, This time I’ll actually wake up On the count of three. Maybe then, it’ll finally make sense. The walls were never caving in. They were floating away. They’re gone. There is no four corners that I will Allow to define me. I am nothing and everything all at once.. I am whatever the stars Wish to see me as. I am only worth the thoughts I leave Here on this planet.