caged

I long to be free, ill make it some day.
Writing this poem will take my mind away.
In the distance i hear a bird tweet its parting farewell.
I long to be free, just the sky and me.
Not a care in the world, wild and free.
Now im pulled back into reality.
How miserable reality proves to be.
Im like a caged bird, trying to break free.
How sweet it would be to break away from everything that breaks my heart.
From everything that threatens to tear me apart.
But for now i am trapped, i must accept it.
Though it would be easiest to slip away from the pain.
I must accept that this is real.
I must not slip away and never return.
Even though that is for what my heart may burn.
I must keep holding on,
If not for me, then for you.
Though im like a poor little caged bird.
Waiting to be set free, Ill make it someday.
You just wait and see...