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I Don't Know What To Call This

Hidden behind a rusting armor, lies a Heart of Gold, with a raggedy used key inside a cage,
in it's Center the bird inside hears everything. The bird looks, Compares not himself, but answers given to him.
He likes the simple life but cannot be satisfied with it. He hates the unknown but wants to explore it.
He does not know, in the shadows of the animals surrounding him he can only see predators.
The key seeming rusted from use no longer working, all the words of others mush into nothingness.
The Heart of Gold has begun to slowly become infested with the poisons of the armor and the cage so much so that you can separate none of them.

Yet,

some form of contentment is found in a life like that.
Life easily ripped away from Bliss.
Quickly patches, horribly done as it is becomes more appealing.
He watches.
Holding a horribly formed Key Mold of his own creation sitting on the floor of his cage.
He can only sit and wonder about the humanity given to him and to others.
He wonders if he should move.
    he moves the armor anyway,
armor broken from years of
"Just waiting for more."
he used the Boxs and other molds given to him as ways to shape, to better understand, it is harsh living in reality like that.
Crediting himself what the smallest discovery.
Taking only minutes as his mind mercilessly refuses to stop correcting.
Refusing to be distracted. 
But inevitably consumed, by the Obsession of humanity.

Complexity, emotions, complex emotions.

He is bird.
There are many of his kind,
But he is bird that is all he needs to know.
He may know nothing.
Not even his name,
but he is brid.
Even if there are many like him that does not mean his value is any less then another bird.

  If they are many of him, many that have held purpose, different ones learning to function.
    Then he may one day too crack the gold, the cheap gold, the treasure of those he's fooled.
His treasure all the same.
  his glass, the reflection of himself he hides.
Learning to live with  instead of just surviving with.
He can tell there's a difference in the two, but just what that may be is unknown much like all else in futures looking forward.