It surrounds us all
like a cloak only we can break through
but what if we can't? what if when the day is done, thats where we lie?
What if we can't remember what the light feels like?
then what do we become?
the weeks go by and we sit alone
sulking in our beds because that's all we know.
the little box we feel so secure in
keeping us from breaking our shell
we try and remind ourselves that we are good
that we've changed
but have we really?
have we really transformed from the outgoing people we used to be four years ago?
or have others made us appear that way?
when we look in the mirror do we truly see our own reflection?
or is it just a mere image of what we wish we were but fail to be?
we ask ourselves the question,
is this really who we are?
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