I live in a bubble.

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I want to escape that bubble.

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I want to flee away from my bubble freely as the wind carries me and the rain falls softly on my face.

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But I can't.

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I'm stuck in what feels forever in my bubble.

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This bubble keeps me from seeing the outside.

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It says it's protecting me but fails to prepare me when it's gone.

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I'm lost inside a bubble.

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Always felt like I should be better.

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Demands respect but doesn't reciprocate.

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The wound in my chest festers ever still.

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The silence in my voice grows louder and louder and louder.

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My anger overflows the bubble, waiting to be popped, popped, and popped.

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Nothing happens but I still live in a bubble.