Trapped 

My mind is trapped in a state of worry and fear. 

My body is ready to do it all. 

I’m battling something I feel like I can’t control. I feel like a caged canary. 

Singing a beautiful tune yet feeling trapped. Trapped in this mind of worry and fear. 

Trapped from persuing what may be a blessing or what makes me happy. 

The more I speak about it the more I psych myself out that I can shake it off. But, when it’s time I’m stuck. 

Trapped like a canary singing a beautiful melody. 

Trapped in what the Lord has never granted me, fear and worry. 

I want to escape so bad. 

I want to escape so bad. 

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About travelingeyes

As I explore what this world has to offer me I share every moment with good friends and family. With a heart as big as the world I help many and love with all my being. Laughing is my drug, I get my fix from my amazing, hilarious and loving family. "Woodstock" is my nickname! Peace and Love.... Optimistic and laid back.... I picture life as a road map and make every moment in life memorable.... Crazy, Funny, Spontaneous, and Cute! View all posts by travelingeyes

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