I like my box
though I use to not
relish the restrictions
cause I had been indoctrinated
by the whole freedom myth
That "birds need to fly" bullshit
So one day I flew away
Crash landed
Bad choices
Shit happens
So I traded in my wings
for the safety of conformity
Now I like my box
and the security it brings
False as it may be
Since life does have a way
of seeping through
these little cocoons
and permeating
our orderly containers with stains
At least I still got
these crumbling walls
to keep me company
Since I did pay a steep price for them
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