What You See

The air is closing in on me
This box is just too small
I can't stand up or walk around
To run, I cannot crawl

The thickness of this fog can kill
Pulling me into it's mess
I don't know if it's anger
Or if I really am depressed

Sometimes I think the sky did fall
And it's all because of me
The lock needs me to open up
But i'm lacking the right key

Maybe its the mood im making
Or the weather on it's way
The heat it burns me more and more
As I weaken everyday

The laughter and the smiles
Those so fake along the tone
They try so hard to make it shine
Untouched, and broken to the bone

See, I dont want to be like them
I am whatever you can see
I am in terms the chained up girl
Or the one who you claim free