"Everday feelings of life"

Life bundled up into one big scene and can't seem to skip that scene.

The feeling of being bare like that of a skeleton. No soul pure emptiness so you wish upon what youth you once had like a fountain. Reminiscing of childhood memories. To thinking about if you will ever meet your desired prosperities. Then as you grow older and wiser struggles come along and passing of your closest loved ones. As the tears of misery do not walk but more like run. Hoping for nothing short of happiness. Living out your wildest dreams of successfulness. But fortune does not touch the hand of fame more like fame clenches the hand of fortune. So molten hot like it is scorching. Fortune I know none of so I can't show but more like tell. That if your life feels stuck behind bars then the world is a caged in hell..