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This box this box
Confining me
Walls closing in giving me a narrow view of the world I see
This box this box
Contains all the parts and inner workings of me
Pages of my life
Nailed to the wall
Vivid photos of my struggle to be
But the image I see in the mirror on its wall
Is a different me
The soul I long to set free
This box this box
Restrictive
Suppressing my dreams
But writing is addictive
Its free flowing
Pushes my thoughts to the extreme
Dares to be contained in this box
Like an earthquake
4.6 on the Richter
Its expressive nature
Makes the walls shake
This box this box
Outside of it is where I want to be
Using the art of words creatively
