Close me in a box,
Close the lid up tight,
I don’t need to see,
I don’t need the light.
Close me in a box,
Close the lid up tight,
I won’t even struggle,
I won’t put up a fight.
Close me in a box,
Shut that lid up tight,
I can’t really breathe,
But that’s still alright.
Close me in a box,
Close that lid up tight,
You’ll never break my soul,
Be it day or night.
You’ll never break my spirit,
Nor kill me in that way,
For I will never give up,
I’ll live to see a better day.
So squeeze me all you wish,
It doesn’t mean a thing,
From the outside I look weak,
But from inside I will sing.
Sing songs of freedom,
Of living out my dreams,
You see,
I can’t be what you want me to be,
I will always just be me.
Inside or out,
Not one bit, you won’t change me,
Inside this box or out,
In my heart I’m always free.
Aisha Sherazi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/box-being-controlled/
