The Caged Songbird
My life, and yours too,
Once meant something to me.
I fell in love, long ago,
Singing songs saying I’m free.
No longer was I encaged,
With darkness, great loss.
Singing my dreary song,
Or at least, so I thought.
I once was free to fly,
Fly to your arms, so true.
Until the day came where
I realized what I meant to you.
I was not that lovely breeze
Guiding you along your path.
I was not that lovely songbird,
Rather, you mocked me and laughed.
My love, my heart, my sunshine,
Meant nothing to your day.
Perhaps you’d also be fine
If I just flew away.
Just then my happy song
Once again filled with dread.
After all, I was not free, but caged,
And merely left for dead.
I once thought I was free,
So free to fly to you.
But then, you tossed and caged me,
Just as others had too.