Polluted Bubble

September 9, 2009
The bubble is there
It is unseen
No one can feel it but me
It is my own personal bubble
It keeps me seperated
It holds me back
I see the things going on around me
They don't affect me in the least
I hold on tight to my cheast
Breathing in the polluted air
My bubble is slowely suffacating me
I need out
I must get away from the bubble
I must let myself feel
I must get away

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