These days it's like i'm in a Glass Box.
Everyone is walking, skipping, and laughing through life around me, but here I am. Trapped.
Trapped, in this glass box.
It's almost like I'm sitting here watching the world pass by, watching those i love look at me, and walk away.
Here I am, screaming for help, here I am, jumping up and down to get noticed, here I am, shouting for anyone to hear me. And yet I just sit here, in my glass box.
Waiting.
