Treasure Island

Summer Song

(July 13,1991 / Indiana)

Stuck in a box


Stuck in a box
I can't get out
someone help me
please I shout

Stuck in a box
they can't hear me
I want to talk
but nothing comes out

Stuck in a box
why can't I say
what's on my mind
it gets on my nerves
can you hear it grind?

scratch

scratch

Stuck in a box
you hear that sound
it's someone telling you
to speak louder

Stuck in a box
I'm so insecure
Someone help me!
but no, they do not hear

Submitted: Monday, March 13, 2006
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  • K. Jared Hosein (3/13/2006 11:56:00 PM)

    A flowing take of feeling trapped, suffocated or unsung, effectively paralleled as being shut away from everyone else in a mundane object, where people will simply pass you by and probably not pay a second thought to what really may lurk deeper inside. An interesting read.

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