I need to stop letting all my dreams hold me back.
Because being afraid of falling doesn't help you live.
I can't keep standing in my dismal reality realizing it can never be changed.
Because the truth is: anything can be spoken into existence if you believe in it.
What's this crazy world I live in alone?
Why do lashing cords keep holding my arms behind my back, diasabling me?
My brain, heart, and all seem to be connected to it.
I don't believe it could be true anymore.
Get me out of here.
Break me out of this cell.
I want out.