My Cage
Everything around me is so beautiful.
It's a perfect world waiting for me;
A perfect life that I cant' reach.
But I try...
The birds sing louder,
And the air gets clearer.
But I cry...
Because the birds sing songs of death,
And the air reaches out to choke me.
Why am I so hated?
So envied for the cage I live in?
Where everytime I stretch my arms
To touch a star,
My reach is broken
By the barrior-
And I'm inside with no freedom to roam.
... I scream.
