How Many Times

HOW MANY TIMES How many times have I been told to think outside the box When what they really meant Was to lock myself in a box And if they had to, they would gladly pay the rent. How many times have I been towed towards perfection But ended up just as imperfect Thoughts borne out of great obstruction When the world questions, will I ever be correct? How many times have I been toyed, that I can be all I wanna be The truth half-told can really be destructive The times I believed, I was led to see The path so strict; where art thou creatiVIty? How many times have I been stowed away Locked inside a box of rules Hoping one day, to find my way To the land, where I rule.