outside the distance

I supposed to be happy
still all I am is grieving
for the life I had
for there, was a prison
and there I was somehow free

here I am a weight for the eyes unseen
I interpret through the expressions you can not hide
I am unwanted
therefore what am I really doing here?

I do not know what happened to the one who felt just as I
and if existed outside those lines, outside the distance
we craved so much for it to shorten