Life in A Shoe Box

Life in a Shoe Box,

Can be quite interesting you see,

As the Shoe Box is a maze,

With no cavity.

Now the good part here is,

That I don't have smelly socks,

So it is quite easy to live in a Shoe Box.

Claustrophobic some may call it,

But the walls are my friends,

The cardboard is much softer,

Think of people who live in shells!

I walk around the maze,

Sometimes a treasure or two I find,

So Life in a Shoe Box,

Is something I don't mind.

Lonely? Is that what you asked?

I find dealing with people,

The toughest of tasks.

The maze has no end,

And there is no beginning too,

So Life in a Shoe Box,

Is just about living through!

I often hear voices

And there is some light falling,

Those airing holes you see,

Bluff you as if someone's calling.

But I am adept at ignoring,

And a little arrogant too,

Because it is my Life in a Shoe Box

So how does it bother you?