you think to yourself... "why do the walls close in on me?" you sit there, on the floor, staring at the walls. they don't slow down. they speed up, in a rushed effort making their way to your feet. until they stop. you ask, "Why did you stop? i want you to continue.." They go back to where they once where, leaving you alone, to your thoughts.
"why do always do that,."
you sit by yourself, again, like always.