The Jar

I'm inside a jar
In its imperfect beauty
Here I can touch everything
I'm reduced to my limits

Then I'm outside the jar
Everything is fluid
Here I can do everything
Now I have no limits

Sometimes I have the jar
Sometimes the jar has me
Sometimes I'm out of the jar
One day I will not return

Look into my jar
You see it’s closed, no way out
I need to stay inside to solve the problems
But I feel so impotent

Now outside the jar
Its shape is like a mirror
From here, no problems at all (your trust in me will take my place)
Again, I feel so impotent

Sometimes I have the jar
Sometimes the jar has me
Sometimes I'm out of the jar
One day I will not return