Sit and Ponder

I feel as though my world is very tiny. I am the only living and non living thing in this enclosed space that is loosing both, oxygen and self esteem, by the second. My structure feels as though it is dissolving and causing this bubble, i call my domain, to slowly collapse, without my consent.  Things in my life have been unfortunately increasing at a horrifyingly fast passe. But the bubble will remain puny and weak, like the con tense inside.

 No one can view me inside this bubble, to see what even I do not even recognize, myself. I have something spectacular to offer to the world, but if only I did not forcefully detain myself from exiting, still I sit and ponder. I question what I can offer, and if i have the courage to offer, what would I acquire. When I lived my life outside my comfort zone, I obtained a lot of negativity and neglect. I have never received anything worth willing to remove myself from this bubble, for.

 No one notices my little insignificant self in this atom sized bubble. No one has bothered to peel back the layers to let me out, but then I sit and ponder, neither have I.  I wish I gave myself a purpose, so I could offer what I can give, Love. What I did receive, however, was the lack of. That is why I ran and hid in this invisible sphere I would call my domain. I have a purpose, which i sit and ponder, what it entails. This is why I have caused my callused bubble to increase its rough surface. The surface of the bubble gets thicker, even though I grow thinner. 

I now, am out of this bubble, yet I still feel invisible. I still sit and sit. I still sit and ponder. 

But still feel the lack of feeling, and the lack of love.