Unsettled Comments

I live in a box. I live in a box with no ventilation. Slowly, I will die in this box. It is summer time again and there is nothing left for me. I can’t make the world stop or drop. Imprisoned by fear. Let me out. Someone please let me out. Turn the key and set me free. There once was a boy that understood me. I obliterated him with just one kiss and you may be next. You were my dream. You were my wish. You were something special. It is impossible to change the way I am.
I can’t turn the sky green.
I can’t make something out of nothing
I can’t grow flowers without dirt
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