I think I've read this book before Hardbound shiny cover Pretty colors, but an ending That's sure to disappoint It's not what you'd expect when you Open the box And all the things you wish you'd find Fleeting and taunting Colors drab and ordinary To the brilliant white Of not knowing what's inside But how can I bear To behold that dream now That my eyes have adjusted To the concrete walls of this box that I've opened? And I know I'm more than just a little fucked up But I'm trying to make my way back home