It’s hot in the glass house

It’s hot in the glass house 
The sunlight shines into every crevice
There are no secrets there

It’s hot in the glass house
Heat is trapped inside
Humidity rises and its hard to breathe

It’s hot in the glass house
Miserable conditions drain you of strength
Any sudden moves and the whole thing crashes

It’s hot in the glass house 
But things grow there, plants develop, and
Life begins in the glass house 

It’s hot in the glass house
But we weren’t meant to stay there

We were meant to move out into the soil
To dig our roots into the earth, to get dirty
To feel the rain, the cool breeze, the seasons 
The glass house can be beautiful for a time
But you were not meant to live there 

Smash the glass 
Open the windows
Tear down the walls
Live and grow, wild and free 

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