Caged
How can I change?
When everything I do is wrong
How can I grow?
When the life I lead is not my own
Watching others experience
What I never could
Spreading my wings in vain
For this cage is too small
Tell me, what should I do?
Should I have known?
That I was but a mere puppet on a string
Dancing on a farce of a stage
Why should I fight?
When my will is extinguished
Like dying embers in a
Fading fire
My love for my captors wavers
And I question why I stay
As they bolt and lock
My escape to freedom
“Silly phoenix,” they grin.
“That is not allowed for you.”
My head nods, and my eyes dull
As I remember my position
“Silly phoenix,” I mutter.
“I am a prisoner.”
The walls of my cage close in
Suffocating me until I’m crying, gasping,
Screaming for air I know I won’t receive
My life is planned,
My movements watched
But what else can I expect?
When my captors call the shots?
They open my door
And let me taste the sweet nectar of freedom
Before my collar beeps
And I am shoved back into the cage
Why then, should I protest?
They fall on deaf ears
And on uncaring eyes
I cannot express in words
How I am drowning in both
Sorrow and depression
As my blood pressure skyrockets from stress
As my tears fall,
Mocking me with their freedom as they crash
Happily onto the floor
I raise my now soulless eyes
To stare out the window
People laugh and play
In a world I can never reach
When I am not allowed to express myself,
Tell me, will I ever be free?