I’m trapped inside this dark black box
and have been for the past ten years.
There’s a raining down of laughter and evil
and it’s causing my mind distress.
I try to claw my way through this 20in. thick black box
but only to meet on the other side more evil and laughter coming my way.
I climb back out of my hole I’ve dug and wander to a corner all alone.
I hear voices in my head that don’t belong calling me all kinds of things.
I know they’ll stop whenever that day comes that I can fight my way
through to the other side of that box.
I sit in my corner all alone cold, depressed, and angry.
I wonder how I can sit there letting voices calling me things I know I’m not.
I know I’m stronger that what I’ve been, but it’s just gotta take courage 
to help me along the way, courage something I don’t have.
I’m sitting here with these voices floating past my head and I see light that’s from the other side.
I climb up and try to claw my way through but I give up, I can’t do it
because of those evil and laughing voices in my head calling me things.
I go and lay in a fetal position all alone in my corner knowing that one day
I will make it through to the other side.
On that day I will have gained courage because I fought my fight and won
but as for right now I’m still lying in my fetal position crying for help sad, cold, depressed and angry.
Courage will find me one day and I will finally make it out of this dark black box.