Exposed from all sides.
Flailing, uncontrolled, fearful.
Something new awaits.
Just melancholy day today, mind not my own but in a different space a different place. One where the walls are bright no door in sight. Trapped within that endless looping, jumping flailing eventually dancing. Feet will touch the ground and the sound shall flow within. Dance and then dance again. Until you collapse, regain and repeat this all again.