Cage

She’s losing it they say but little did they know that I’ve lost it a long time ago. And all I’ve done ever since was contain myself in a mentally built cage for the sake of everyone else. In a way, it’s tormenting. They ask me how am I feeling as though I was expected to break down but I’m genuinely okay. Not top-notch but fine. Right now, I’m in a place where I hope things get better for myself. Not for anyone else, not anymore.

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