I live in a cage, where my body and bones are chained to what is expected of me.
I never make a wrong blink or a comment that will blow their minds.
I keep to myself and wait until I was spoken to.
Only doing what I am expected to do, no suprises that will waste their time.
I am caged, chained to a bed, a chair, a house and a life,
where mistakes are unacceptable and failures are diasappointments.
So I think twice before I make a move and avoid the unnecessary punishments.                                                                                                                                                                                                      
I am chained to the world,
Yet I can neither see the rust of the metal but can feel the pull.
That strong influence they have on you that is hard to break,
With ideas and regulations that overflows the bucket that is already full.
I ran to the corner that was empty yet a wall appeared before me.
Then another and another.
Unaware of where they came from but is getting stronger and stronger.
I look around and I see society dragging me in chains.
I bled ever second as my knee grazed upon  the wet grown that was just drowned by the rain.
I was pulled into a world where individuality no longer exisited and everyone wanted to be someone else.
So they dressed up as the shadows in the sky and in the process lost themselves.
I broke myself to get rid of the chains I wore.
Came back to my home and recreated myself because I wanted to be more.
Not of what society wanted me to be,
But of what I wanted to change and evolve to.
Because there is only one person in the world you can be,
The shadow in the sky or the renovated version of you.