Small tank, stale water
I keep hitting the glass
Wondering if it will someday stretch and break  
Still wondering if this glass will someday stretch and break
I can't leave, can't breathe outside this glass
Glass box here to keep me safe, alive
Made this way
Think outside the box you're put in
Guarantee you'll stop breathing out there
I was comfortable in this tank
Finding myself smile at the ease of not questioning this glass
The ease of staying in this box

Maybe I'll stay here
No more running into glass
Just keep smiling

We suffer, from the forgetfulness of fish