glass jar woes.

it's cold 
and lonely 
in this glass jar
contained by expectations
I just want to break these walls that restrain me
and run into your arms 
have you hold me forever
but I can't
not yet
I'm not ready to face them 
so in these walls I remain 
even though they warp my colors
and fade my joy
barely breathing
I press my hand there
a faint gesture
that I was here
the silence slowly killing me
with questions never answered
I want someone to free me
but nobody knows I feel trapped here.