Desperation

I need to get out of here. This feeling, this compulsion - it's been driving me steadily insane over the past few months. I need to break away and finish the metamorphosis, tear apart the concrete coccoon that is this shitty town and fly away to somewhere better. Somewhere I can truly be myself, truly be an adult at last. Somewhere I can choose who I associate with, make my own decisions about who's worth it.

I know I can be better but I'm trapped here, crushed into a too-small box.

I feel like a wild animal scrabbling at the walls of my cage. I will get out.