You keep yourself stuck,
In a bottle raced out of luck.
Human shaped, it must stay,
Keeping your true thoughts away.
This bottle, forms around you,
Hiding all that you've been through.
Keeping your secrets and passions,
Consuming deadly rations.
"Break Glass to Escape" you see,
Just out of the bottle, and you'll be free.
That's what they say, they do plead,
So what do you do?
In order to not annihilate you?
You keep yourself stuck,
In a bottle raced out of luck.
-Ashleigh Mull 1/12/2017
