The Box
Realizing I’m here, here in my box,
Everything becomes so much clearer.
Locking me in and keeping you out,
Ensuring I look only in the mirror.
All you know is outside these walls,
Seeing a lovely façade.
Enter the world of an aspiring girl,
Mimicking one less flawed.
Escape quickly, breathe deeply, fly far.
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