Music-Box

~ The Box Collection (No.XXI)

I live in a box.
A music-box.

There’s no light in here.

Only when you want me…
do you unlock me…
and when you’re done with me…
do you lock me away again…

such pretty things you give me…
diamonds, rubies and pearls…
but such anger you have for me…
when I don’t have what you want…

sometimes others would come by…
and stick their hands in me…
rummaging, scrounging, tearing…
taking things from you; from me…

“You’re so beautiful” you say…
I don’t know who you’re talking to…
Is it me or is it you…
I’m not quite sure…

You hold the key to my home…
You hold the key to my heart…
You hold the key to my fate…
and You hold the key to me freedom…

Not this song again…
I’m too tired to dance…
I don’t want to dance to this song anymore…
No don’t go…

It’s so dark in here.

I live in a box.
Your music-box.