Do I really tell my self lies?
An open door
Am I lost?
Am I found?
Are we all really safe and sound?
I only feel as if drowned
Seas of lies
Crashing at my sides
Why is there box?
Why does it have so many locks?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
Eight, nine, ten, eleven, eleven!
What does this say?
Will it help me find my way?
Should I open it?
Or leave it soaking
What could lie inside?
It could make me cry
But I would probably let it slide
So maybe I should try
A toughening war in my mind
I will always be blind too.
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