sheltered.

why do i
always feel
like i'm locked
within a castle
trapped in the maze
of endless hallways
there's no windows
for me to see
coloured things, or
changing things
it's like you
expect me
to be blindly
happy
oblivious to
the aging pillars
crumbling
beneath my feet
?
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