"Along In a Box"
In society is a man that's confuse-he's lonely, mad, bitter, and abuse.
He looks at the joy and convenience in his peers-
and he silently hurts, expressing envy while browsing in his past years.
Looking to find the slip and fall- that causes him to feel shameful when standing tall.
Working is the man, 24 hours a day-
working with the mind and begging for an escape.
He can't express only react in madness-
He can't rest, only see himself and guess.
He can't understand joy-
Because it wasn't present as a boy.
Having to be a man at an early age-
while searching for advice for the currently stage.
He's wanted by an emotional enemy-
while occasionally surrendering when out of energy.
Can you help that man-
or maybe that man needs to help himself-
but he don't understand the pains which he have felt.
He needs the keys to the enemy locks,-
because , right now, the man is trap and along in a box.
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