I lived in a glass box
I lived in a glass box
With the world on every side
The people beyond the walls made everything seem so easy
But my box was confining,
Everything I could ever want was right outside
Just beyond my grasp
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Every day I was tormented
Watching the passersby do as they pleased
They had no restrictions,
No walls confining them
But the creative fire that burned so ardently in me,
Inspired me to build my own world
A kingdom of glass that I could make my home
So I graffitied the walls
Plastered them with bits of myself
In paint and vibrant colors
Pieces of my soul were put on display
I worked tirelessly to build a world inside my box
One that wouldn’t hold me back
A world where I could express myself
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But soon my world was too small,
I desired more
I yearned for knowledge,
I sought to share myself with the world
So I started to push back against my constraints,
Determined
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Little by little my box expanded
And people began passing through
With every visitor came a piece of the world outside
I started pasting these tokens to my walls,
I built them up until my walls were no longer reflections of me
But me and the world outside in coexistence
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Now I see through a kaleidoscope
A world of colors and possibilities
I see no limits,
No walls to hold me back
I only envision the future
Everything I see is a step toward greatness,
Leaps and bounds to the rest of my life
I am Isabelle,
And nothing can stop me from being me
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