Yours Truly, Me.

Caged

Cages shaped like human minds get wrapped around my heart,

It's ripping me to pieces, and the pain is off the chart,

The feeling's always haunting me, and I'm not feeling smart,

Think I can describe it, yet I don't know where to start,

Try to cover up, 'cause I can't let them know I'm feeling pains,

Try to escape my past, but my future's got me bound in chains,

Effort's being wasted, that's why I can't show off any gains,

My body might be bound, but my mind is busy trailing trains.

Soon enough the cage will close, my heart impaled by spears,

And when it does, the world will know about my petty fears,

My pain is slowing down my thoughts, there's muck stuck in my gears,

And the only thing I know to do is let them see my tears.

But I'm used to crying tears of mist, unseen to all my peers.

I hurt the ones I love, and then the mist around me clears.

We hate the things that others think if it's against our heart,

And so we do what others won't, just to tear it all apart.

And hell, I rip myself to shreds to clear this misty rain,

I've screamed, I've cried, but can't escape this misty cage of pain.