I have placed myself in a tiny box,
With no friends, just a tiny lock,
It has gotten awful dark,
So much so, that I lost my spark,
I close my eyes to feel the pain,
Nothing new, so I play the game,
Victim! Victim! Let me crawl
Across your floor and down your hall,
Silence me so you can live
In your sweet plastic crib.
I will stay in my tiny box,
Just punch a few holes
So I can breathe
It’s okay if it’s not enough to see
Even in blindness, I know what
Poison this world breeds.
