Doodle

Trapped

I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, there is so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now I am writing this when I should be out there, I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out.

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