i want what i can't have

I feel these four walls closing in
face up against the glass
I'm looking out.
Is this my life I'm wondering
It happened so fast
How do I turn this thing around?
Is this the bed I chose to make?
There's greener pastures I'm thinking about,
wide open spaces far away

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but not feel scared.

How I wish it could be that easy
But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free.