I constructed myself a glass box
You can see
But you can't touch
I love to hide in my glass box
It's solid, impermeable
Though it may have become my crutch
I cannot open my glass box
My emotionless prison
My safety is my noose
I don't care if I'm stuck in my glass box
It's now a pandora's chest
And I'm hell ready to let loose
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 12:40 AM UTC
I constructed myself a glass box
You can see
But you can't touch
I love to hide in my glass box
It's solid, impermeable
Though it may have become my crutch
I cannot open my glass box
My emotionless prison
My safety is my noose
I don't care if I'm stuck in my glass box
It's now a pandora's chest
And I'm hell ready to let loose
