Filed

Opened
Take what you want
From me
I have no say

Take what you've put
In myself
And rip it out
Because you need it

Not me
Not my purpose
Not my use
I am but a storage container

For your
Insecurities
So when you slam me closed
Please lock me up

And hide the key
From yourself
This is my home
That you only use

For your convenience
If I suffocate
And die trapped in here
Know that I was happy

That I didn't have to see you
Open me up
Rip my insides out
And slam me shut

Left to nothing
But storing your somethings
So I'll wait
While you and your friends congregate

Waiting
For escaping
Your failure
To take heed
To all the warnings