Between me and the world

There was a time when they used to embrace you by their glances. Back then, you never felt uncomfortable, and were brave enough to shout, to dance, and to give in to every single crazy idea, fearlessly. Such a good reason for not having any idea of what the resilience is. You hardly needed to be strong. Now you've got the world and you in front of you, which are both hindering, keeping you away from life.
Shall I start to bottle up? Shall I take myself accountable and expect her to keep things as secret? Or it's just the voice of my innermost demon which I should ignore.

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