And I am demanding with my life.
I push the envelope and say what I think.
But with you, that's not who you are.
You color inside the lines
And stay within the box
I want to demand that you come out of that box and come play with me
But you don't
You like your box and your security
For me to love you
I must climb into your box
It's quite small, and a little damp
And muggy and dark
But I can hold you while I'm here
I apologize but I can't stay long
My muscles ache for movement
And I love the fresh air of freedom
I wish I could build you a bigger box
Where we would both be cozy
And I could stall my wander a little bit longer
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