A Collection of Writings

Plasticity

I'm in the middle of the crowd

But alone in my own little world

Showing my smile to everyone

But deeply wounded and hurt

I seem attentive and interested

On what you have stated

But in my head, deep within

I'm battling with something and it is hard to contain

I keep on wondering

When can I be free?

Free of these responsibilities where I am cage and lock in?