Sitting in one corner, I began to feel as if I was a bird caught in some cage called Society … I tried hard to free ma self but every time I was shoved back in…….. How hard was it to resist when I saw other companions fly …. Where I had the potential but cruel care takers (society restrictions) cut my feathers…… All they did was brutally ruin ma prospects and bruise ma soul…… but I still belong there and only if they give me a chance can I fly so high as to touch the clouds…………. To feel its colors and add some to my bland dark life…………. Set me free set me free…….... break the norms of tying as slaves (desires) and presuming I am happy with you………. Only If I could have a little more space could I tell you how anguished I am………. Suffocated to death……… My life’s artificial and that façade glows when I further contribute to it…… Life’s end though not easy but slowly I’m killing myself (creativity) as and when I think of living my life (out of this cage)……...
Life is beautiful and we need to live it to the fullest. I often hear from children, teenagers and adults how tough life is. How depressed, unhappy and unappreciated they feel. My response to all the wonderful men and women, girls and boys out there is what are you going to do today that you feel a little more love towards myself. A little for self worth, a little more carefree, a little more passion to live life.