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I’ve Fallen


I’ve fallen

Into a cage too beautiful to leave

The very object that withholds from who till recently was free

Is the reason I wish to succeed

I’ve fallen

Into a remarkably unchallenging reality

Lacking essential attributes for wonder

I’ve fallen

And drowned under the selfish waves of music

Mocking me with a beautiful song

But it is not mine

The sirens and the keyholders leak compliments

Hypnotizing anyone who dares challenge another with potential 

But why do they think I will sing along?

When I’ve fallen, I stand up right,

Onto a hardwood floor,

Into velvety drapes,

In the center of attention…

In front of many like me.

But they’ve fallen 

Into seats.

Basking in the lights that grasp to their hinges,

In the costumes with all of their fringes,

I realize that I have fallen

In love

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