All bound up, with no where to go
You’re stuck there in your tiny little hole
You refuse to let loose and explore what is new
And choose instead to keep the old that is few
You’ll never break out of that hard shell of yours
Never expose the depths of your core
As a result of this introverted state
You’ve basically resigned to your unfortunate fate
With no sense of desire or ambition in you
Your life has come to pass with nothing to do
So sit in your hole and let the darkness consume
All that was fine and mighty in you.
02.13.09, 6.20-6.26pm
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