Useless Dribble

My mind is full of questions I cannot answer. My body is full of feelings I cannot understand. Lines are drawn that I dare not cross. Restrictions are set not to be questioned. Answers are cryptic if any at all. Love is non existant & has no meaning. Thoughts are scattered falling into pieces drowning in the tear-filled puddles stealing the air from my lungs. Speaking aloud is not acceptable. Inside is crumbling under the pressure of the outside trying to be hard as stone. Laid open for all to see but no one looks passed the reflection in the glass.