The walls are clear,
but nothing shows.
She’s in an asylum
all on her own.
Laughter, there’s laughter,
of everyone she loves
celebrating loudly
somewhere up above.
If only they searched for her;
she’s hidden just under their nose.
Do they even know she’s missing,
or that she hates being alone?
She cries out to a soundproof sea,
“Please, please notice me.”
But they’ll never know she’s there,
trapped in a box,
wishing someone else would care.
