I learned to use my claws (and I wish I hadn't)
I am a lion
Raised in a circus,
Taught to jump through hoops
From the day I was born.
I was locked in a cage,
And told to preform,
And was snapped at with whips,
When I failed their tricks.
Then one day I learned how to use my claws.
I ran arund the stage in a childish delight
Glad that I finally found part of my real self,
And was hopeful towards my future.
And then without warning,
Out of fear of what I might do,
I was released into the wild;
Expected to survive on my own.
But all I was taught was how to jump through hoops.
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