My mind hurts.
My head hurts and my heart is worried.
I tend to get into these strange situations.
Everything is fine, but not exactly good.
The boundries I set are so flexible that even when I try to get out of it, the path I choose to go on turns out to be just another curve that brings me back to the same circle. Always expanding. Always trapped.
But in a way, it's a good kind of cage.
It keeps me locked into this type of paradise, where I'm happy. And outside those bars is reality of wich I'm running from.
But I can never stay in there for too long. It's damaging. So from time to time I find a loop hole and I peak outside, but then , like always, I get drawn in by this force. And I thinks it's my heart, really, the one that fights for me to stay in there. But she can't understand that paradises aren't real and if you do ever come across something so similar to such a thing, it won't take long until it comes crashing down.
She will soon be ravaged.
And her little pride will make out of her a ball of insecurity and ignorance, with such little hope that she may never dare to accept any happiness at all, in fear it will all be deceiving.
