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Locked Box

Locked inside a box there lies
A sullen face with sullen eyes
The only way within to see
Is through the bars that hide the me
A lock  is absent from this chest
Hinges, openings, knobs, the rest
Invisible, they don’t exist
And the bars surrounded by a mist
“You can’t see me!” their prisoner cries
With sullen face and sullen eyes
“You can’t come in!” the real me cries
With sullen face and sullen eyes

If you find me, tell me that you love me. If I’ll hear you, tell me over and over again…



“As you know, I am a petal borne aloft on the autumn wind. It should say that in my file.” I like my alone time but get lonely frequently. I am dependable and trustworthy, a hard worker, and if I say I will do something, it will most likely be done. I am daily learning who I am and how I relate to people. I sing almost constantly. (Some would say I’m crazy or weird… I’m ok with that.) I am a singing, dancing photographer/writer/web-editor/proofreader who wants to change the world. I am on the cusp of a quarter-life crisis, navigating the ups and downs of becoming a grown-up. I find that as a twenty-nine year old woman, many of my friends seem to have the life I want: jobs in fields they love (with decent salaries), boyfriends, fiances, children, etc., while I seem somewhat stuck in a mediocre job with little time for a social life. I am a Christian trying to apply my very real faith to my equally real life. I have perfectionist tendencies which I blame on being an oldest child. I think that about covers it so... yeah.

One thought on “Locked Box

  1. This kind of reminds me of myself. My feelings, my desires all locked away. Can’t ever let them out becuase it drives people away.

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