Between Brick Walls

There's this part inside me, inside my soul, that's DYING to get out. To be free. To be IT again. There's this part of my soul that's me. It's the old me. I miss it dearly. I want to set it free, to let it replace the current disgusting me. Buuuuut, it's stuck. Stuck between brick walls. One is called: confusion. The other: being completely at a loss for what to do.