My Glass Box

Since before I was born, I have been surrounded;
Since my childhood, I have been bounded.

I have been trapped, you see;
In side this glass box made just for me.

I don't remember when it got here, nor do I know how long it will stay;
I wish with all my heart that it would just go away!

They say it's for my own good;
But they don't know me, and I don't think they ever could.

Get to know the girl inside the box;
Hiding from the world like a hunted fox.

This is a box you can not see;
This glass box made just for me.

Clear glass walls surround me, but I can still see;
The world outside. And it's calling me.

But when I try to reach out, to leave this box of mine;
I hit the solid glass wall, and it reminds me of my bind.

I don't belong out there, my place is here;
Inside the box, surrounded by my fears.

I can see them, and they can see me;
But what they see is not me, but the one I pretend to be.

They do not know me, and they never could;
The people who say this is for my own good.

And the others, who see what I pretend to be;
But do not see real me.

And how could they, if I never come out of my box of glass;
Those four glass walls I can’t seem to surpass.

It’s said that if you love someone, you should set them free;
Why can’t that apply to me?

They say they love me with all their hearts;
Yet they keep me here, so far apart.

From the rest of the world, and from life.
I feel I may never overcome this strife.

I want to break out, I really do;
But there’s a part of me that’s afraid to.

A part of me is afraid of being hurt and the pain;
That breaking the box will bring.

I could trip, I could fall;
Am I really willing to risk it all?

I know it’ll be hard, to break this box where I live;
To see what the real world has to give.

But someday, I’ll break these walls,
And I can see myself laughing as the box finally falls.

I may hurt myself with the glass I shatter;
But the way I see it, it doesn’t matter.

As long as I free myself, I really don’t care;
Because this isolation is too much to bare.

Some day, I will be free;
And on that day, the world will see the real me.