Constricted

why do I feel so conformed? why do I feel so conflicted? why do I feel so constricted? ...I don't know.

I feel like thrashing about

seizing to make sense to me

like an ant under a magnifying glass

on a hot summer day at noon

but yet I'm in an empty box

cramped

claustrophobic

no one near me

alone

pathetically alone

and I feel like taking a

VOW OF SILENCE

can you believe that?

but right now I don't think I could

guess I can't do all

I will ever set out to accomplish

that's expected...

...accepted, really

but why do I feel so conformed?