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