A Capetured Heart...

This picture kinda illustrates how I sometimes feel when Im depressed.... You see sometimes when Im sad, I feel like a prisoner...my family, my school, my responsabilitys binds me at one place which I dont want to be at... even if what is made from your responsabilitys is beautiful, it is only illusions when you are forced to do things that hurts you... It doesnt make any differense if your home or what you have to do is beautiful, if you dont get to go where you want or do what you want (which isnt against the law of course), you are a prisoner.... and there for Im stuck in my prison...but I want out, I want to be free...I want to travel around the world and see new things and meet new people and get new friends! but I cant...Im on the cross and the responsabilitys thorns hurts me...
(sorry about the bad grammar and spelling but Im very tired right now....I should go to bed now...)