Only in a house filled with people may i feel homeless,i have no say, no way to get out but stay in.. in these trapped four walls where i may grow but i haven't developed growth, where i may speak but i can't defend myself. Where liberation is tabooed and i've been mentally executed from attempting to defend myself. Oh how much i feel trapped in within these four walls. Where i often feel homeless without a soul,barring the pain of emptyness . Iam taught to only see straight no sideviews in my sight for reprocussions may occur from my slight inquiry. Iam robbed of my imagination. For all i want to do is be free and live my life nobody but me,no judgement. But i cannot do as i please. Only in a house full of people may i feel homeless, i have no say no way to get out but stay in....
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