Can Sealed
Imagine going along in life
Saying all those things
Just talking and talking
That's how you got attention
Affirmation
Admiration
Suddenly those things you're saying
Close the doors
To friendships and jobs
Sealed in your little tin can
Smelling only your own breath
And whatever used to be stored in here
It's like a bubble
Forced upon you
Around you
The only thing you can think to do
More words
More shouting
More attention
Tighter seals
Your tiny, tinny voice
Hardly getting heard
Such that it needs paraphrased
Until it no longer echoes around
Anywhere in reality
But only in your head