The Tiny Box
The Tiny box
By MaeLynn Lansdowne
All packed away in a tiny box
My life passed by like a sneaky fox
Depression ruled my life once again
Making me want to put it all to an end
My mind forgot to put up a fight
But then again I had no might
I saw my life fly away like a kite
Then again, my mother was always right
All packed away in a tiny box
Staring at my sisters creepy locs
Scared of how things will bend
Making me avoid most of my friends
I even prayed to god once to make it end
All he gave me was a note pad and a stupid pen
All packed away in a tiny box
My weight went up and so did the clocks
The doctors tell me I’m showing signs of obesity
But still there is no proper way in decency
All packed away in a tiny box
Awareness is here
And anxiety is near
I’ve reached my peak of life
Yet I still have moments I want to fight
All packed away in a tiny box
I was raped!
Was that a mistake?
Molestation turned into another plan for preparation
Smiling to shake the fear
There it goes anxiety is here
All packed away in a tiny box
The real little girl stays inside the clock
She hides from the shiny sky which sometimes turned into a guy
Nothing she can do can keep her high
Everyone has so much faith in her Except for her own mind
She already knows her family loves her
Yet all the sounds she hears all come in a mummer
All packed away in a tiny box
She accomplished what others couldn’t yet still she was forgot
She put on a face that people actually bought
Can you believe it?
She always achieved it.
The thing she wanted the most was to just be happy and free
Hope that didn’t sound so sappy
All of these things were packed into a tiny box
Pushed, turned, kicked and hoped in to be forgot
All packed away in a tiny box
