Holes in My Mind

Stuck

I am stuck. The walls surrounding me seem to be closing in, entrapping me in between. It's getting harder to breathe. I can hardly catch my breath while attempting to escape. Within these walls are written the cruel words that will forever mark my mind, the hatred of those around me. And for what? Because I'm nothing like them. I am an outcast, stuck in a world full of beautiful lies covering the ugly truth. No matter how hard I try, I'm still stuck. I am surrounded by the beauty and popularity of all my peers, while I remain only apart of the background. I am no star nor I am significant. I am stuck, no where to escape from the criticism of the world of the perfect. You talk too much, you talk too fast, she's annoying...their words are what keep me awake most nights, as the thoughts build up inside my head. My chest is filled with anxiety, the water below my heat begins to rise, making escape more impossible. I am not enough; for myself, for my teachers, my peers my friends, or even for him. You're pretty they say, but not pretty enough. She's nice, but never kind enough. She's smart, but will never be intelligent. You will never be enough, a voice whispers inside my mind. Why can't I be enough? ...will I ever be enough? The roof begins to come down, closing in on me. If I could just be like everyone else, maybe I wouldn't be stuck. But I am. My thoughts now have me completely trapped, with no possible escape. Maybe, just maybe, things will change and I will be able to escape. But for now..I am stuck.