Monday, December 26, 2011

Day 2/365

12.26.2011
Behind Bars.

Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck behind the bars of time. There are things I wish I could go back and change, actions I wish I could take back, words I wish had stayed inside of my head. I know I can't go back and change it all, but it's still hard to move forward and just forget it all. So I sit here behind bars sometimes, putting more bars up so history doesn't repeat itself; yet behind these bars, I'm just screaming SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE.

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