Trapped in a glass box, the real me the feelings I have the emotions I have fills the box like Gas, Steam I\'m trapped in a glass box and i watch me, i see myself smile from ear to ear but mentally I\'m trapped in this glass box and I\'m slowly losing air, Out there i put on a costume, but in this box its a glare and and as these emotions fill the air i can no longer see myself out there What\'s in here is worth more then what\'s out there but what\'s out there is a person created by society standards, I\'m trapped scared to be freed but as I look up i see me looking at me, trapped but to open this box i have to set my mind free