I'm trembling, I'm not scared, but terrified, I'm not sad, but heartbroken, my hands quiver and my cheeks run cold with tears, my soul is on fire with the words I cannot say, I've splattered my hearts rules across every wall of every dream I've ever had, and yet I lay here draped over my own foolish idea's, purposeless words, and ever daunting personal leashes.
I remain a collective mess of restrictions, rules and guidelines, ever leading my life and watching with careful steps and quick words to dodge others like me, painfully and ironically I destroy my feckless facade in a pitiful attempt to convey my feelings, despicable and deplorable d