Literature
Outside
Outside
Just sitting here and not really doing anything.
Thinking about the inside and the outside,
not reaching anything.
Just sitting here and getting lost in thought.
Ignoring inside and outside,
returning to myself.
Always cycling here with no way out, being stuck on the inside.
Keeping on staring outside,
absorbing the dark clouds that cover the sky.
It´s getting darker as time passes by,
no light is to reach me from the outside.
I´ve been shut out.
Have always been.