Its trying to hide.
Venture inside.
Take a left turn past my pride.
Inside you'll find a box which holds all of my
secrets hopes dreams, and lies.

They try to escape.
I keep too many locks on my box for them to break free.
Although on a dark, rainy night,
I'm liable to find the key.

I question everything I stand for,
Everything I've done, and
What I've become.
It's finally coming open,
After all these years,
I've tried to run.

It's interesting,
Getting to browse,
All of the mistakes I've made in the past.
I've have no idea where I'm headed,
But I know I'm going there fast.

I'm driving with no directions,
In the dark, and without lights.
City to city, late at night,
not a single person in sight.

But I like it that way.