Perfect Boxes with Perfect Dreams

Perfect boxes with perfect dreams
I wonder where my life will lead
If I step out of this box
Must I pay a cost
In this box I am safe
Until the day comes
When I am undone
Living half in and half out
Confused by just the thought
Do I stay in or do I step free
Is it my decision to be
I know the answer
But I'm to tired to leave
And still to cramped to breath
So I ask of you to relieve these thought
Of a perfect box with perfect dreams
Whatever that should mean