In a box

at times it seams
you've lost all your dreams
and love may have has slipped your grasp

and all around
you hear a shrill sound
like shattering of old brittle glass

As everything you knew,
that you knew for sure
Shatters

when you are trapped
you're not handicapped
You put your self in there.
You can get your self out.

Don't give up too late
Don't stay too damn long
Don't listen to that crappy, and crappier
same old,  same old, song.

Make the right choice
find your true voice
and decide to decide to do something

You can only change you
That's all you can do.
You can't live your life for a lie
With out being true,
well, you have lost you.

Despite what you feel
that love isn't real
if you have to lie,
your love isn't love after all

And remember
The box you are in
can be a Sarcophagus
or
a Chrysalis
It's your choice.