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Glass Box

Somehow I can’t make it right,
Losing faith and losing sight.
Somewhere deep inside I’m broken,
With these wounds forever open.
Always feeling so alone
Here inside my lonely zone.
In a world of light I’m lost,
In my glass box.
I can see I must be blind.
Feel I’ve left myself behind
Somewhere on the path to here,
Somewhere in a world of fear.
One in which I can’t be free,
Here inside a shell of me.
Wrapped up in my rage I’m lost
In my locked box.

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