If I lose it, don't judge me.

Boxed in. Locked in time. If I kick down the walls. I'll see the sun. Hear the birds. Feel the warmth. But I can't escape this room. I can knock down the walls and tear down the roof. But I can't escape this state I'm in. The walls are invisible and I can't find them. I can't touch them or feel them. They stretch out forever. I can't see their end. So I sit in this glass place alone. I can't get out and he can't get in. Maybe I was destined to be here. Locked in time.