Inside a room inside a box with no door .
contemplating how to rebel silently.
no chance to leave no reason no where to run.
not seeking guidance just understanding how to act how to dress,knowing how would be the best.
music playing that i don't like flat tyres on a brand new bike.
monsters that where once locked away, are wild and hurtful completely untamed.
wake up to lecture smarter than most feeling dull and ordinary almost like this mornings burnt toast.
winding down on a spiral prehistoric companions bravely calling for the best seats hiding their shame underneath their sheets.
