your inactions affect my reactions
sad
angry
confused
deep underground you go
my box is small
vast and neverending
optimism is buried deep there
struggling to find its way out to the light
alone without my box
the clouds clear
cares
woes
vanish up into the sky
like a ballon scaling the heights
with you near my box is heavy
decisions unmade
life unplanned
listen to your heart
decide
come back and help me
we'll bury my box far away from here
the sun will come out
and we will live
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