I always feel like I'm in cage.
I can't have this cage controlling me.
Too bad I'm in it, on this ridiculous stage.
And all the acts are never free.

I speak, and I'm left with nothing.
I act, for I know of nothing else to do.
I fight, but I get blown back with everything.
I lie, but my smile is nothing but an obvious taboo.

I miss everything outside the cage.
But I feel like I'll never leave.
All my emotions turn to rage.
With headaches that you and I couldn't believe.

One day I'll be away from this.
I'll be strong enough to rid myself from this place.
I will not be a person to just dismiss.
But for now I'll be on this caged stage with a straight face.

It's funny that you take so much away.
It's funny that you don't even care.
It's funny how much you've led me astray.
It's funny how much I'm still not aware.

If it only it was easy.
Then we wouldn't have to pretend.
That you don't make me queasy,
Everytime you and I try to blend.

I wonder how I would've acted,
If I had known,
That you would've extracted,
Every seed I had ever sown.

Maybe I might have been ready,
But then I recall all the lonely days,
In which you made me feel so unsteady.
I should have never looked into your gaze.

I believed you to be so sunny,
And that, my friend, is what's so funny.

I am so very annoyed.
I over think and obsess over you.
Trying to get you to fill some void.
I guess this poem is long overdue.

I get frustrated too many times to count.
I climb up what seems to be this rocky and slippery wall.
Hoping that I can surmount.
I only now realize, that I pathetically crawl.

I am not going to drag on anymore.
I will do what I want, and for me.
From now on, I am back to a closed door.
I won't get hurt anymore, this I guarantee.

Why do you torment me so?
I can't take anymore pain,
I've hit an all time low.
This game is driving me insane.

I'd like to slap you,
and show you all your wrongs.
I'd like to kiss you too,
for you've made my heart sing songs.

You give me butterflies.
I'd like to show you the truth,
but you're brain does nothing but give into lies.
Honestly to see this love takes no sleuth.

I've tried so hard,
but I've gotten nothing in return.
I feel like a ******,
Constantly wanting my own turn.

I wish only for you to be mine,
and me to be yours.
Instead you like the asinine,
who only want to have you on all fours.

My best cards have been laid,
but you treat them as if nothing,
for some reason I have stayed.
Still dreaming to be your something.