Boxes of Me

Boxes and boxes? Piled to the sky? Full of old dreams I can't

let die? Taped up tight, but then taste, still cry?

Labeled with love or regret? Which ones do I forget? Boxes and boxes

and boxes of me? What's locked inside? What's the key? Boxes and boxes

and boxes? You'll see? Open one up, set me free? Dust on the

corners times fingerprint? Each one a story, each one a

hint? The weight of my life in cardboard print?

Some are light, some weigh a ton? Which one's the right