Opened Box
Opened Box
What is this?
A box
A barrier
I think I kinda like it here
No one to stare at me
No one to judge me
I really think I like it here
I am trapped inside this box
Where no one can hear my voice
No one can see past through like crystal clear glass
I hide in this box to help me
Help! Help me escape from the OUTSIDE
Huh, the OUTSIDE seems like a scary place
You don't realize that this box that you're in
Is messing with your head
Keeping you from experiencing true happiness
So you make friends
Go out, have fun and build relationships
Little by little this box withers away
Wood chips floating away in the slight breeze
This box
How can this box open
But it has
No more hiding behind the barrier
I! Me! This small person opened the sealed box
The box is finally open
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