Caging Oneself
Bolting up
It’s easy to lock myself in
Shielded away from the outside world
Feeling secure
Despite knowing it’s only my illusion
In a world that doesn’t seem to care
It’s perfectly fine
Staying inside, wallowing in a sea of gray
For a while — for a cloud to slowly pass by
Remembering
The existence of the bolting lock
And a world that’s colored by myself
Time to get out… Unlock