Alone with no soul I can see…

Stuck in a box with nowhere to go…

Out of place with no place to be…

Surrounded by emptiness and superficiality…

I don’t so much want to be here anymore…

But like I said, I have no place to be…

A slave to my own immortality —the worst kind of misery…

Forever sacrificing myself… Just to fit in a box perfectly tailored for me…

Laughter– the only place I feel free…

Among the stars cheerful and glee… By myself in ecstasy…

In a mirror is the only hope I can see—

But in a mirror they can’t possibly see what I see…

The more self I sacrifice—the more the mirror gives way as to what they can see…

A soulless box – is all that will be left of me…