Bubbles in a jar
wishing it can escape
away from life's theater
contrived into reality
It gets one chance
to bubble away
but when it's out
it bursts..
Quieted clamor
wanting out
but confined--
The walls of imagined intuition
where no one may understand
keeps this bubbles confined..
Falling and falling
screaming but no voice
Blow these walls away
only to find out
nothing's changed--
a paradox of life's footlights
coerced into reality...
bubbles in a jar,
can you ever escape?