Can Sealed

Imagine going along in life Saying all those things Just talking and talking That's how you got attention

Affirmation Admiration

Suddenly those things you're saying Close the doors To friendships and jobs

Sealed in your little tin can Smelling only your own breath And whatever used to be stored in here

It's like a bubble Forced upon you Around you The only thing you can think to do

More words More shouting More attention

Tighter seals Your tiny, tinny voice Hardly getting heard Such that it needs paraphrased

Until it no longer echoes around Anywhere in reality But only in your head