Poet AOA (London)

I Made a box
with lids and locks
big enough for me to sit in
i took the chance
climed in and bottled the lid above me
i made the walls of my box so they could move closer and closer towards me
my neck binding into my body
i felt like clothes in a sutcase
look what i have made for my self
look what i have become
look at the box
though you won't see me
like a walnut in it's shell!