Small shell

I wish you could break your walls so you could see that your shell is too small here outside in the mist there is a world waiting patiently for you for so long... But I lost my hopes over time your heart isn't yours and isn't mine your heart beats to keep you alive and I have to move on with my life. And that is my struggle and that is my pain being in the same position once again after fighting for so long is hard for me to say there is nothing left for me in this place. Jessica