Published by Shizai Ko in the blog The Purple Sin Child. Views: 90

Sometimes I feel trapped. In my body, in this world, or just in a place. It depends on what I feel that day, but its always trapped. If I could just sprout wings and see the edge of heaven. I'm freaking caged in something and I want to rip out of it, even if I kill myself in the process. I just want out. I'm tired living like this. Let me go, let me out.
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