In A Box

You put me in a box—
'Cause that’s what makes you comfortable.
You put me in a box—
'Cause that’s what makes you strong.
You put me in a box
And tell me
That’s where I belong.

You put me in a box
To keep me
Contained.
Controlled.
You put me in a box
To strip away my soul.

You put me in a box
And seal it up tight.
You put me in a box
And think I won’t fight—
I’ll just curl up and quit.
But that’s not what you’ll get.

I don’t give a s***
How strong your box is.
I’m stronger.
Last longer.
Will conquer—
Your box.
Your rules.
Your sad expectations.
Imposed limitations.
No negotiations.

You’ll need a coffin
To keep me down and silent.
Because I’m all in.
Ain’t gonna fall in.
Gonna fight.
Get violent.
Damn your box.

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