Set Me Free
I am a caged bird.
I have been placed here in this room full of people.
I am their entertainment.
They mock, they point, they poke.
Oh, I wish they could see how much it hurts.
They think I spend my days singing happy songs,
But I am really screaming to be freed.
I hate feeling so alone.
I cry out as loud as I can.
They laugh at my “merriment.”
When will they see my pain?
When will they set me free?
I cannot do this anymore.
I cannot keep living like this.
I want to go someplace where I can be ME.
When will they set me free?
Please listen to me when I speak,
Then maybe they will finally see,
How much pain they put me through.
When will they set me free?
I am here no longer.
I no longer sing.
Finally…
I am free.
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