My Box

I am back in my box. Six walls hold me in. They keep me in place, keep me safe from myself, keep others safe from me and my destruction.  The walls keep my dreams and hopes and desires from growing and escaping into the world.  What would happen if my dreams and hopes and desires escaped from my walls?  I will stay in my box, do what I am told, do what is expected of me.  I will keep my dreams and hopes and desires inside my box, tucked away from the outside.