Boxes will remain boxes,
Resting in the same place
Even through dark nights
As if they must understand and
Know that they can't do anything;
Nothing is worse than having nowhere to
Go to for a home.
Feeling like a deserted ship is a
Rite of passage that everyone will
Experience in their life; the
Escape is further away than you think.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
Boxes will remain boxes,
Resting in the same place
Even through dark nights
As if they must understand and
Know that they can't do anything;
Nothing is worse than having nowhere to
Go to for a home.
Feeling like a deserted ship is a
Rite of passage that everyone will
Experience in their life; the
Escape is further away than you think.
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