The Inner Critic [Completed]

You're inside a box

In that little box you're in, you can't stand tall
Because of the size of box; it's a little too small
So, you sit in the box waiting for it to open so you can leave
Once you're out of that box you're in, you're not going to grieve

You don't push yourself out because you don't know how
So, you sit quietly in this box, not being loud
This is a box that you created way after you were born
You probably didn't know this, but this is what you now adorn

Of course, no one sees it except you
Because you're in it now and you don't know how to get out too
So, you sit in that box waiting for it to open and to leave you behind
So, you can, forevermore, be out of this bind

The problem with this is that you don't know the box even exists
Once you're told that you are in a box, that's when you become pissed
Because who wants to be in a box with no way out?
Who wants to sit in a box quietly not even letting out a shout?

Now, you know deep inside that the way to get out of this box is by pushing yourself out
But you have never tried it, so you don't know how how to go about this route
So, you decide to sit quietly as the days go by
You don't even know the day has passed, because you're in a box of your own imagination and, because of that, you sigh

But you can easily get out of this box if you push hard enough
You can get out of this box and out of the rough
Just push as hard as you can
And you'll be free so you can be yourself: a (wo) man