this fortress ive built around me
made of painful tragedies
entwined with hollow tears and
a mind that has battled more
than what its worth.

i really dont know what to feel anymore. life's pretty stagnant and emotions are disappearing down the drain. but we carry on go on at this pace because if we halt to a stop we might fall flat on our faces.

why the need the must to fit in? why the need to belong in a big group preferably of your own race? why travel everywhere in packs? why not stand out? why not be an individual? why not be brave enough to make it on your own?
why not be yourself? why.
i dont understand, make me.