We are boxed in from the day we begin.
Living in exhibits created by others.
We are boxed in, both ladies and men.
It is the same for both fathers and mothers.
The one track mind stays on repeat
and no one seems to change the song.
We tried so hard to move our feet
but we failed to leave our seat.

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