The space inside my head

I've been stuck for as long as I can remember,
living in a maze within a maze.
This is the only space I've ever known,
these walls were built to suppress
 the anger thats inside; but as
there's two sides to a coin,
the rest of the world lives comfortably safe
without knowing what danger sleeps near.
I am not what they would call a ticking time bomb,
nor do I seek affection; I am simply a creature without purpose.
I live to live, I breath because I can,
I was just a foolish mistake, a creature made out of foolery,
this is the space that I am living in.