Broken

Broken wings, filled with rage.
Living in an empty cage.

One more day, then the next.
Each one, just hoping for the best.

Why am I here? I don’t know,
My life is just one big show.

I want to hope, I want to dream,
I want to know what life means.

I’m locked, wrapped in chains,
I don’t even know my name.

I want to live, I want to be free,
but what I don’t know… the jailer is me.

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~ by Nikki on April 17, 2013.

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