Caged
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Emanating from deep within its coils is warmth
The red hot comfort like an indoor campfire
As it hugs and envelops me until I no longer remember the suffering
What is the boundary of freedom?
Whatever you discribe it as-
it never fits its definition.
For we know no freedom.
Only the lack of.
No matter your location,
we all have the same amount of freedom-
Monkey see monkey do,
Monkey's gonna murder you.
Monkey knows the way you sneak,
Sees the company you keep.
With a collar around her throat,
Monkey's gonna make you choke.
Monkey see monkey do,
She stood in front of the gate that she had seen rust
The only difference was that now she could see over it
For the first time she heard cars on the road that were miles away
She could see through the dark
Memories wrapped around clots and strands
Of hair oft described as gold, by those forgetting
Its bearer led a life
Best described as wing-clipped.
Thigh-length, some days shining, others matted
7:53
The door closes behind me and I slip in,
Unnoticed, hopefully,
And granted free.
Late.
They walk in late.
"Sign the clipboard."
Stamp of feet as the herd obeys.
The Window whispers to me
It told me it wanted to be free
And no longer cry
The Window called to the key
It responded shaken; a little shy
It said you know you can see
I am an individual you see
I am not supressed or opressed
I do things my own way
I lay on my kitchen floor
I sing on the toilet
I pass gass freely
I make weird sounds when I'm by myself
Release me from this cage,
These wings are mine to keep.
But like a bird with broken wings,
I will never fly again.
For it was you,
Whom shattered my dreams to fly.
Hi my name is
well I don't know
I've never had a home
been in a cage since I was born
Ameica is the land of the free
Home of the brave
But how can we be brave
How can we be free?
If walking down a street
Means you need to bleed
Where are the free?
Because since all live in fear
I am a caged bird.
I have been placed here in this room full of people.
I am their entertainment.
They mock, they point, they poke.
Oh, I wish they could see how much it hurts.
Every day I look into the mirror and this is what I see.
Size 2 kids feet, stepping on me.
Do you ever feel paper thin?
See-through, transparent
Like everyone knows what you’re thinking
Even before you’re thinking it.
Do you ever feel naïve?
Inexperienced, unprepared
Everyone talks about it Why won't you be about it
This angry hand that you raiseDoes nothing but appraise
It appraises our loveHow worthless it isHow it hurts to stick around
Let it flow, let it be
Out on pages from your mind
Grammer won't get you fined
Spelling doesn't count on creativity
Single minds don't get their way
english teachers set up laws
Here I am. Broken, scarred, thrown, trashed.
I'm nothing more than your puppet used to your manipulation.
Your tight grip on my life has me suffocating and struggling
from my last spoken wish to be free from this torture.
The biggest mistake
That I ever made
Was letting you control me
Like your own pathetic toy.
None of it was worth it.
I never should have let you in.
But now I caged myself
Into my own torture.
bound to the thought of tradition, chained to the idea of reality
structured in the ways of the ones before you, trapped in the shadows of others
The darkness consumes me,
Taking over like a poison I can't control.
Mt dream is to be free,
To take control of my heart and soul.
Trapped behind bars, day after day,
Little bird in your cage
why do you sing such pretty songs?
trapped in a cage your whole life,
and yet you seem happier than I.
Little bird in your cage
why do you sing such pretty songs?
Caged in for life never set free
What is important to me is never important to others
I am put on a back burner like the leftovers from the night before
Everyone and everything is before me
My body was a temple
my heart made of gold
a stranger he was
so impulsive and so bold
he took what was mine
innocence forgotten
as he crossed the line
I am here.
In this dungeon.
I fear losing my grip on sanity,
for the longer I am bound to this cage
the more I feel my mind chip away.
