I live in a box
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NB: This is how I feel I am living my life sometimes, always waiting, stuck in a box.
I live in a box
I live in a box,
A box that’s safe…
Its a box that is mine,
That no one else can take…Outside my box
Is a world that’s afraid
Its afraid of me…
Though I don’t know why just yet…Some people tell me its cause I’m different
Because I am not like them…
That I see the world in a way,
That is to confusing for them.I wish I could understand their fear
So that I could explain to them all…
I am not as scary as they believe I am
And we have more in common than they think…But till I can understand their fear,
I will try to accept it as best I can…
I will stay in my box where its nice and safe
And wait patiently for it to disappear .
3 Responses and Counting...
Aw Matty, it’s not just you that lives in a box – everyone you will ever meet lives in a box in their own little way, they are just not as honest as you are 🙂 I hope you realise that..
I will write back to you soon in the next day or so…look at my name and you will know who I am 🙂
I love your poems, I really do – you have such an honest way with your writing – LOVE IT!! Keep up the great work!
Angie
THANK YOU FOR NICE COMMENT!!!!!! 🙂 Hehehe that is a funny name to use !!
Matty… wonderful poem! You have such a wonderful skill! You are very right.. sometimes people are afraid of what they don’t understand…. the difference between people… is some will try and learn to understand… and other people just don’t want to try. If those people don’t want to try, then they are the ones who never get to know, just how awesome you are!!!
**HUGS**!!!!!!!!!