Can't breathe

I'm scared

not like I didn't want to be here

but the inadequacy I've assigned my own thoughts

is starting to seep through the mental barriers I try to construct

The air feels like poison I'm compelled to breathe

being controlled by anyone but me

because I want to be here,

I really do

so why do I feel like gum on the street

Stuck here, desperately wanting to pull away

please help me, the world is growing thin

my thoughts are starting to cave in

shaking, trying to free myself from this mental net

but then it pops

I'm free

glancing slowly around me

the rain has started again