Stuck In One Place

Hollow me out, so at least then
There will be a word to describe my insides.
I'll toss and turn;
The voices take over.
I'll take the most dangerous path
In effort to understand
what level my life is valued.
I'll walk underwater,
in attempt to start a trend.
And with it, blindly, I'll drown.
I could never understand such
courses of human life.
I'll question myself again,
only to find the answers in another being.
How could one live trying to define their soul,
but defining a revolution instead.
I always thought to put myself above
the standard knowledge of living.
But that was before I broke all my own rules
And found a plastic bag more breathable then my lungs.
So I'll complain without excuses
and make you believe my angst is an ego.
I don't expect to get anywhere from here
Especially when I'm told it's okay to move
When my eyes only spot an upside down stop sign.
Everyone around me can move so freely,
and although I have the freedom,
I fear I'm too petrified to move.