This is the Box
It's hard to believe that we live our lives within a 100 mile radius
It's hard to believe that the world is 25000 miles in circumference
It's even harder to believe that people are killing themselves because they can no longer bear their tiny lives
The world is ours
And yet, we stay in these 100 mile lifestyles as if we were bound to them
It's too bad; humans are creatures of habit
This poem is about:
My country