STUCK

Your life is like a box

of choclates

Even when you set,the clocks

you find yourself lacking

trying to rebuild yourself on building blocks

but it's probly best you start packing

you have to run

you try not to care

untill your life turns into a pun

when crying is no longer rare

you had to excape the pain

to fix your brain

you are now ok

you are free tobe me

away from the pain

even safe in the rain