As the seconds turn into minutes and minutes turned into hours.
The eager to get out and the hunger to see the world gets harder and harder to control.
waiting and waiting for the time where I can break my cage and run for freedom.
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Breaking the silence
PoetryThe feelings of being trapped inside a cage has overtaken the mind. The feeling of trying to break free and the feeling of trying to find who I am and what I am meant to me. starving to get a little sight of freedom.
