Nor by anyone else,
That is a power that doesn't exist,
Except within yourself,
It feels kind of silly to e'en say it,
Maybe that's not the point,
What else can you be except what you are?
A convict in the joint,
In so long, you wouldn't know how to live,
If someone set you free,
Which they cannot for your cage is your own,
And cannot be opened with any key,
You can't get out,
But you can stretch it out,
Hopefully enough to suck others in,
To then show them what you are all about.