I’m caged within my own city,
Prevented from meeting people, from seeing the world.
I just want to fly,
To soar the high heavens and come down somewhere new.
Because there, I would be new.
And I would be different.
I’m caged within my own walls,
Kept from running the streets, from letting myself go.
I just want to take off,
To stretch my legs and let them move me somewhere open.
Because there, I would be open.
And I would be free.
I’m caged within my own skin,
Restrained from riding the wind, from floating the skies.
I just want to exhale,
To breathe the truth instead and exist somewhere meaningful.
Because there, I will be meaningful.
And I will be real.