Caged Bird
I feel like a caged bird
Broken wings, a broken heart, a healthy hate
No smiles, all cries,
everyone says hi, but no one sees i need the skies
Am in a dark cage, beautifully made
What i want is the world, big, bright world,
darkened bybeautifully made dark minds
How some days i just feel caged,
by the past and mistakes,the present and its madness,
the future and its uncertainty
No time seems right to be in and so it follows
that the doors to the cage stand ajar
yet my feet refuse to usher me out
And yet still i don't like the cage and this sense of confinement
Let me be restrained by the grandness of the universe
and not thesolitude of my mind
Let me soar on solo, free from fear and tears
Than to be quite a duo with insecurity,
that will lead to plain insanity
I need now clarity and maybe providence
Else i might just fall into unconditional subservience
To an inferno of blazing regret and fiery anger
Anger at a world that has done nothing but wait patiently
for me to leave my cage,
Regretting why no one visited the cottage of my heart
because i built it on nothing else but the sinking sands of misery, fear and insecurity
I want to fly, i need to
I am tired of hate and unyielding fate
No more capes,
let the world see my imperfections and paint its own picture,
because it takes infinity to find perfection that would last for eternity
This is my song, the song of a caged bird
Because i am a caged bird.
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