I feel like a bird trapped in a cage. Clipped my wings so I can't fly away. Freedom seems so hopeless now. My dreams have crashed with me. I have hit the bottom. I can not fly. No more looking to the sky. Soaring through those boundless clouds. No more sunshine only the dark. No more freedom at all. It seems a lifetime ago when I was young and so bold. Now i've grown so old. I'm not as proud as I once was. I can't seem to bend these bars. I can't seem to open this door. I am locked up in the cage that is my mind. I have trapped myself in here and wait to die. Oh, how I wish I could just fly away. Oh, how I wish I could escape this pain. Fly, fly, fly away. Fly, fly,fly, fly away. But the more I pine the more I doubt. The more the days turn sour. I can't seem to escape this time. Its endless but not eternal. Internally I hate this life and what i've become. I try but then I fall back down to the floor. All the world seems to be at my door. But I disparage it all. And tuck myself back in the hole. I like my lonely place, its where I feel safe. Safe from myself. As long as I am in there no one will ever get to close. As long as I wait it out the days shall surely fade. And I will dream a distant life so long ago where I am finally flying away.