The box

[into]

Sitting in my room staring out the window watching the seasons change watching all the people live their lives wondering when it’ll be my time 

Anxiety is my friend it’s all I know and all I feel it’s a comfy little box I stay in 
It has rules if you try to leave you’ll get hurt you’ll get stuck you’ll be in pain it’s a comfy little box painted to be pretty but it’s all fear I feel 

Sitting In My room staring out the window watching the seasons change watching people live their lives wondering when it’ll be my turn 

Wishing I could be different it’s not a choice I choose it’s what was dealt to me unfavorably can you imagine it but at least this box has windows just pull the curtain please. 

Indie, metal, rap