Lil miss mind-games's Blog (1)

I sit here in this room designed to protect me, a room to protect me from myself. Not from myself, but my other self; My other selves. Nice people try, they try talking to me, the real me that does not often show. But the other me takes over me, and the real me dissapears. Those once lovely people change directions. They take me back, back to that room, the room with a locked door. Behind which, I am trapped When will they learn, that I wish to be free. To step out of the room, to go beyond t… Continue