Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Desiring freedom...


I'm trapped,
trapped in a box,
a box with bars,
locked with a big lock.

I see those weird aliens staring at me,
they're fascinated,
they don't understand,
I just want to be set free.

I was born to be wild,
out here I'm treated like a child.

Those aliens throw food and make stupid faces,
looking at them with anger mt heart races.

I want to be with my people, my family,
out here I'm alone,
It's just me.

I'm here for their entertainment,
I entertain them because I look different.

Let me go,
I don't want to be in a cage,
I don't want to look at the world with rage.
I want to be in the place I'm supposed to be,
I want to be free.

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