Life inside a box

Trapped in me my words,
And in my words my world.
I'm locked inside my thoughts,
And you hold the key.
Upon my dreams, I ponder,
And it makes me wonder-
If I could escape this box,
Then where would I be?
I peep through the keyhole,
Some shadows I see half and whole.
I imagine how light would feel?
I too would have a shadow for me!
But these words have no taste,
These thoughts would never rest.
Speak woman! And walk me through,
Open me, you hold the key!

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