there was an alleged kidnapping. my dad worried, with his friends. a kid he knew from taekwondo, knew the supposedly taken girl. the kidnapper was said to be a 30 year old man who stalked her from the mcdonald's 10 minutes walk away from my house. it made me realise, that how much i wish to be free doesn't matter, because the world isn't as pleasant as needed. i can't be the one reported missing. i can't be the one they share a post about on facebook. i can't be the one the police search for. i can't be the that gets found. i can't leave, because the world can't let me. as i sat in the passenger seat of my dad's audi, lit only by the red console lights, i sung the lyrics to a song i had played to my nan ten minutes ago.
i am tired of this world
i hope people change
my escape will have to wait, because reality doesn't let me leave. but perhaps, all these years of waiting and wishing, will push my departure onto a bigger scale.
