You sit in a box with no walls
To claim your life has meaning
As you lay on your bed, you fall
You dream of those you need not dream

You awake and sit for hours
Looking at the invisible box you reside in
Seeming to be trapped on sides all four
As the stage lights you know dim

They fade as does you do
Treading off into a composed state
You compare yourself to very few
Which of most you say you hate

The lights come on
It's morning
You feel energy head on
And no more flicks of rain pouring

The box you lived in
The walls are no more
Just mere shadows imbedded in sin
As you walk through your mom's door

The light appears to be too bright
Yet you continue into your new home
You have seen depression
And now you have seen the life of the light