STORY STARTER
You keep coming back to your friends, but they feel more like a habit than a support system – what do you do differently to break free?
The Exit Is Locked
**my friends dont feel like a breeze **
**Instead a pile of unlockable keys **
**We sit awhile,in nothing but weight**
**It feels as if i have a non curable disease**
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**its like to lure them in i have to use bait **
**Everything i say they tend to debate**
**im drowning and nobody can save me **
**Its a game but instead of fun its manipulate**
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**What if i just take the easy route and flee.**
**Will i leave behind a legacy.**
**I leave behind a feeling of worry**
**i start to cry is it just my aniexty**
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**As if my thoughts are doomed to scurry**
**am i really that much in a hurry**
**i dont want this burden upon my desicion**
**A quiet ache I can’t quite bury**
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