I sit all alone in this box of a world,
Trying to contemplate all of my trouble that I feel:
Love, hate, envy, pride, insecurity.
My love is deeper than the ocean,
I am able to love others before myself,
And I give them my all.
My hate is more alluring than common dislikes,
However, I never show when I hate you,
I try to have enough decency to keep it to myself.
My envy is for all those who hurt me,
I envy them in so many ways but not for what they have,
I envy that they can live with themselves when they hurt people.
My pride is too much,
I get too cocky and that ruins things,
Just like my relationships.
My insecurities are louder than everything else,
I can never hold my head high,
I am always self conscious.
I sit alone in this box of a world,
Trying to figure out my next move,
Will I go left or will I go right?
I take the road less traveled,
Trying to get out of this worldly box,
I just want to be set free from my shackles.
My box will be broken,
I will be set free,
I will conquer this world once again.
My shackles will be dropped,
My confidence will be loud,
My emotions will be stable.
This worldly box cannot hold me any longer,
I will be free, I will be me.