Trapped

Stuck in a box of ineffectual ideality And blissful hyperreality Never stepping out No room to move about Bound by the chains of expectations Never any admiration Wanting to scream Because it’s not what it seems Don’t speak don't even think Or they will come before I blink Do not move for they will prove That I can be easily removed Removed from the cycle of the box Removed the bindings of the chains and my own thoughts Removed from everything I’ve ever known In this luxurious lamentable low But once I am removed I see, It isn’t all perfect like they want you to believe Only a prison meant to keep me asleep Blinded to the demons that gently creep Below the surface they lie unseen Until I open my eyes Step outside And pay no mind To their harrowing cries