you want to be mad about all of these
and scream at everyone who are the reason
you're feeling such pain and hatred inside
your chest—but you can't.
you wanted to slap everyone's fucked up faces
for daring to cross your line even if you
did nothing than to understand them
all the time—but you can't.
you wanted to free those little droplets
of tears that threatens to
stroll down your cheeks
as you stuggled to steady your breath
but you can't.
or so you thought you can't.
but I know, we both know you really can.
I was there when we were both dying
to do all of those things.
you just don't want to do it,
you just never let yourself.
because you believed that you aren't
allowed to do those things.
you know you can do
all of those in just a snap of a finger
but you wouldn't,
you never once let yourself.
you can do all of those easily—
but there's this one thing I knew
you couldn't really do.
And that is; to free yourself
from the agonizing pain inside you.
—CAGED
