As I open my box
In the middle of the night
And look inside I see
The trees seem to sigh
And every night this happens
Every night I wonder
Why does this happen to me?
I only sit there and think
I cannot run among the trees
Or explore through the box
To see the jewels inside
Not even if I wanted
I sit there and think
Because my mind won't stop
Why won't you just shut up?
And I can see the sad reflection
Of my face in the cracked screen
Of my phone on the sheets
And I wonder why I look this way
Its not my fault I swear
I wouldn't be this way
If I had any choice
Why me? At the same time?
Every. Single. Night.
Make this stop
Close the box
Fix my phone
So I don't look broken
But I can't
You can't
Maybe if I went through the jewels
I'd find the money to repair
My face and buy a lock
For the box
And maybe I'd give you the key
But I can't
You won't take it
You don't care
You've got your own locked box
And you think I have my own
And you have all the jewels
You could want in the world
And I can't have any
Because I'm terribly afraid
To become addicted to the wealth
That comes from tearing down trees
They'll be as broken as my screen
Because of me
Someone please close this box
I can't take it anymore
Bury it beneath the trees
To help them grow
And mock them
Because this hole
Is a grave for their friend
Torn apart to hold more wealth
So I say fuck it
And bury your nights with it
Who needs them anyway?
I sure as hell do
But that doesn't matter
I'm only trying to save trees
And beg for useless things
Like happiness
And sleep
While everyone else is content
With their jewelry boxes
With locks hidden away
Under their pillow
And all I have
Is a broken screen to keep me awake
Like the key to my missing lock
On the box where I sneak
These thoughts through the trees
To write them down
On torn down trees
And bury them away
For no one to see
