so small and helpless, in a room so large.
so stuck in this decrepid place.
so trapped within these walls, just waiting to break free from it all.
that constant boxed up pressure.
nothing that you added, could ever make me feel worse.
so tall and proud, in a room so small.
so unable to move in these broken walls.
so brave to face no one at all, longing to prove something more.
this constant need to move.
no matter how high your head stands.
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