The Box

So you're trap in a box

And all of the ways to get out are block

It seems as whatever you do

You'll never get out of the box

The box that keeps you from being

Who you want to be

You've maneged to stay in one corner of the box

And you only see Three sides

The three sides that doomed you

You feel terrified, Lonely, Sad, and in depression

'cause whatever you do, 

It's never going to get you out of the box

Maybe you could get out 

If everything that made to enter the box in the first place

Maybe, you could build some kind of catapult

And you'll be fired away from the box